Micaela raised her head, her little face stained with tears, her shining eyes looking at Carlos, raising her hand and swinging her fist to pound it against his chest, her voice soft and soft from crying.
-You’re full of shit! You’re the one…
Angry and fierce to stop saying…..
The girl’s reaction, though she still couldn’t be sure if her husband was really dead, she still wanted to believe that he was and that he still had a chance….
And, even if he didn’t die, he would snatch this woman away from him!
Seeing the look of joy that seemed to leap into his eyes, how could Micaela not understand that this evil man was thinking that with her husband dead, she still had a chance….
Her heart aches hard again….
Even though he forgot about her, but still uncontrollably fell in love with her again at first sight, even though he thought she was married and pregnant with someone else’s child he didn’t care, this deep love, how could he not be moved….
But, but…
The mixed emotions made her unsure of what to do, and her mouth preceded her brain in asking
-And you? Are you married?
Not that she didn’t fantasize that it had all been a misunderstanding and Carlos hadn’t married Natalia, but it was a fact that she was wearing her custom-made wedding dress and they were both standing at the wedding….
Carlos hesitated less than a second and replied dryly.
-No.
But Micaela, who was barely hanging on, still saw the hesitation for less than a second?
Was Carlos lying to her?
Are you thinking of divorcing Natalia when you get back?
Micaela just felt the thick jealousy about to overwhelm her, she shoved him away and turned to leave.
Carlos was about to chase after her when he suddenly remembered that her things were still on the bench and turned around in a hurry, picked up the bags, saw that they were baby items and turned to catch up with her….
With a bag in one hand, he saw her walking on this side of the street and immediately reached out and put it inside, stepping out himself….
The bus stopped at the stop sign and Micaela picked up the pace, while Carlos hurried to follow her.
Several people lined up neatly to get on the bus and Micaela set off.
Carlos naturally followed suit, so here’s the question.
Carlos has no money.
His luggage had been left outside the airport and his cell phone had just been stolen.
For the first time, he found himself penniless.
And he has never traveled alone, not even exchanging currency beforehand, all purchases are done by credit card and mobile payment.
Mr. Driver focused on the road without raising his head, pressing.
-Coins on board, please!
As soon as Micaela, a pregnant woman, boarded the bus, she was immediately offered a seat. Micaela said thank you and tried to wait a bit before sitting down, resting her hand on the back of the chair, unconsciously looking behind her, where Carlos was standing next to the coin-operated seat, also looking at her with a hint of embarrassment on his face.
That a woman, or a woman he had his eye on, would pay for it was a bit of a downer….
Micaela half realized that Carlos had run out of money….
It’s the first time a CEO like Diego, who travels in a luxury car, takes a bus, isn’t it?
Micaela couldn’t help but look at Carlos with a little plea for help in her eyes, the first time she had seen Carlos in such a situation….
Seeing her smile, Carlos felt his heart melt….
-Handsome, coins please!
The driver tapped another flip….
From the moment they boarded the bus, all eyes in the carriage were on them, the men unconsciously looking twice at Micaela, the women, all looking at Carlos with a twinkle in their eyes, seeing that he seemed to be broke and hurrying to get their change out.
-Mr. Driver, I’ll pay for it.
-I’ll do it!
-I’ll do it!
Some of the women were about to fight.
Micaela looks away, jealousy rises in her heart…
Carlos’ clear and cold refusal.
-It is not necessary.
Two simple words that made all those women feel a strong wave of rejection.
Carlos’ deep eyes only stared at Micaela, making her face blush with embarrassment…