Carlos watched as the blush slowly crept up her face and sighed in his mind, how could she be such a heartwarming woman, born for him?
His eyes darted to his stomach and his heart raced again with jealousy… alas, he was a step too late, but he would not give up!
Mr. Driver and the crowd looked for Carlos’ line of sight, and only then did they respond that they were together?
A couple fighting?
The women looked disappointed.
I wonder who called out?
-Pretty girl, pay your boyfriend so you can go, I’m in a hurry!
Micaela looked back at Carlos startled.
He looked at her with a smile on his lips.
Seeing his smirk, Micaela’s indisputable heartbeat missed a beat….
Mr. Driver released the brakes and was about to set off when Carlos saw Micaela approaching and made a hurried noise.
-Wait, don’t drive.
His commanding tone, as usual, conveyed the natural oppression of giving orders and the driver braked unconsciously.
Micaela approached, took another coin out of her pocket, threw it in and looked down for a moment to see that she was carrying in her hand the baby things she had bought and which she herself had forgotten….
Satisfied, Carlos cast a grateful glance at the man who had just spoken.
The girl indirectly admitted that she was his girlfriend….
Isn’t this progress, divine?
Even if they misunderstood him, he was immensely pleased to make that misunderstanding a fact!
In the crowded bus, Carlos stood next to her, even though there was a place behind him, he stubbornly stood by her side, with his hands and body, protecting her on a small side of the world, then more people got on, more crowded, no one next to him a little….
The car stopped in front of the neighborhood where Micaela lived and Micaela got out of the car.
Carlos also followed Micaela out of the car.
Micaela had a lot to ask him, but she didn’t know where to start.
Yes, joy.
I finally saw him again….
Then came sadness, deep, deep sadness, that he still married Natalia, in her custom-made wedding dress, to the man she loved most, and she was jealous to the point of madness….
Carlos was also delighted to look at the woman next to him and felt he could initiate the necessary steps to pursue a girl and do the minimum to understand each other.
-Girl, what’s your name?
Micaela stopped in her tracks and looked at him with a complicated expression, whatever her reason for coming to Salamonsa, she couldn’t stay here for more than three months, remembering that Nilson had told her that no one was to mention the word Micaela in front of him or Carlos would vomit blood! Fainting, body in danger….
That’s one of the reasons why Alba and the others, didn’t stop Carlos from marrying Natalia, isn’t it?
While Micaela looked at him thoughtfully, Carlos looked at her fascinated, his heart swollen with happiness.
Actually, there was someone under the sun who made him feel incredibly happy just by looking at her, who let him know what happiness was, and he swore he would stay by her side, any way he could!
She had beautiful eyes, no, she was pretty all over, she smelled good, she looked at him like that and it overwhelmed him….
The voice was a few shades darker.
-You look at me like that and it makes me want to kiss you…..
As much as he wanted to, he was afraid of scaring her….
Carlos is so direct that Micaela’s heart skips a beat and she looks away…
-Didn’t you just ask me if I’ve seen myself somewhere? Now I answer you no.