Carlos was able to get his grandmother’s approval and Micaela was really full of joy and excitement when Mrs. Echave peeked in.
-Moya, it’s not that grandma didn’t like you before and deliberately pushed you away, it’s precisely that grandma liked you too much, Yerma had a hard time sending you away, but you ended up coming back, and it hurts me…..
And now that you’re back, it’s hard to go out again….
Micaela was even more moved, offering to sit beside him and take his pale hand in hers.
-I’m sorry I failed my grandmother, which means I’m destined to come back and take over….
Speaking of which, he looked at Carlos again with some embarrassment.
-No, perhaps, I was destined to return with a ‘rescue’….
Mrs. Echave smiled and patted Micaela’s hand.
-We have that in Moya too, grandmother knows it.
Carlos nodded, his girl was smart and he knew it.
-I’m coming, so the girl doesn’t have to worry about that.
Mrs. Echave smiles and asks:
-Oh? So, what are we going to do in Moya?
Carlos looked at Micaela with loving eyes and replied.
-Get behind me and stay with me, everything, leave it all to me.
Let me love and pamper…..
Micaela blushes slightly….
Mrs. Echave burst out laughing.
-Grandmother can’t see how you show your love for each other….
Micaela laughed on the rare occasions when she heard her grandmother joke.
Carlos’ heart skips a beat when he sees the girl’s smile…
Charming girls…
He’s pretty sure that’s how he’s had his heart set on her time and time again in the forgotten years of the past….
The three of them had a long and cordial chat before saying goodbye to their grandmother and leaving after lunch.
Mrs. Echave watched the two men leave, the smile disappeared from the corners of her lips, replaced by a hint of worry…. Would they be able to overcome this obstacle together?
-Carlos, why don’t we go visit Lluvia at the hospital first?
Micaela got into the car and suggested Carlos frowned a little, wanting to ask her what she had just told Nilson, but halfway there, she asked something else.
-Don’t you want to go home and rest first?
Micaela shook her head.
-It’s not too late to go see Lluvia before going home.
Carlos didn’t refuse and drove immediately to the hospital.
After buying a basket of fruit at the hospital, the two went upstairs together and, after asking around a bit, found Lluvia’s plant.
Lluvia was happy to see Micaela and Carlos approaching and immediately got out of bed.
-Moya, I knew you would come to see me today!
Micaela smiles as she steps forward.
-You’ll really cut me if I don’t come to see you.
Lluvia growls.
-That’s right!
Carlos got curious and took a look at the little baby lying sleeping in his crib… indeed, he looks much better than in the picture….
-Moya, let’s do the math on the babymoon!
Lluvia speaks with enthusiasm.
Carlos raised an eyebrow.
A marriage of dolls?
Speaking of which, it looks like Tomas’ wife is due to give birth in the next few days and Ernesto’s wife should have a baby soon too….
The two women chatted for a long time before Micaela got ready to leave. Before leaving, Lluvia touched Micaela’s belly and explained:
-Moya, be on the lookout in case the baby ‘starts’!
Then she looks at Carlos.
-Be a husband, don’t sleep too much at night and always keep an eye on Querida’s movements.
Carlos nodded seriously.
In the car on the way back, Micaela had an unusual conversation, talking about going home and writing letters to Alba, Bianca, Katarina and Olivia, full of illusion and happiness….
Carlos looked at the girl’s happy face and knew she was deliberately avoiding the question he wanted to ask her; he frowned and did not insist.
When they got home, they went into the study together and the woman sat down at the computer and started typing an email, without letting Carlos see it yet….
Carlos sat to one side, leaning on the back, with a lazy air, watching the girl very engrossed in writing the letter, sometimes cheerful, sometimes sad, writing and actually crying….
Charles was so distressed that he got up, went over, bent down and kissed her cheek.
-Little fool, even writing a letter can make you cry?
Micaela blushed slightly and reached out to nudge him.
-I’m excited, you, Carlos, go well….
I can’t believe she told him to go away, but of course she did not hesitate to cover his lips….
The light from the floor-to-ceiling window illuminated them, Micaela sitting at her desk, one hand still on the laptop keyboard, head cocked to one side, the tall, haunted man standing beside her, leaning over, holding with one hand the small hand that tried to push him away, kissing her affectionately….
Fearing that her neck would ache from bending her head so much, Carlos released her and ordered in a muffled voice:
-Girls, don’t cry anymore…..
The woman blushed sweetly, withdrew her hand, muttered under her breath and went back to looking at the screen.
Carlos sat back down, took out his phone and took a picture of her.
It took a while for Micaela to feel strange and look to the side as Carlos took a few more shots.
-What are you doing?
-Take a picture of yourself. Add some pictures to the attachment, they’ll be happy to see them.
Micaela froze and, with a joyful face, stood up and walked over.
-Then we’ll shoot together!
Carlos naturally cooperated, getting up and putting his arms around the girl and taking many, many pictures of the group, choosing a few to send to his computer for her to put in an email.
The minutes passed and Carlos laughed a little as he watched the girl’s fingers move across the keyboard, as if she had an endless supply of words to type.
-Girl, are you going to write until nightfall? When we’re done here, come back and talk to them face to face.
Micaela’s movements stalled, she didn’t know if she would be able to meet them without planning it, but, whatever happened, she would definitely leave Salamonsa with Carlos first….
Let…
Thinking about Nilson’s words made Micaela’s mind become a little more confused….
Halfway through the day, she nodded, and was almost done writing, wrapped, processed the photos, sent them to the Moses’ email address that Carlos was coming to, so he would receive them when he left Salamonsa, and forwarded them to Alba….
-Have you finished writing?
asked Carlos.
Micaela stands up and looks at Carlos, who is sitting next to her, with a smile.
-Well, the writing is done!
Carlos looked at her with deep eyes and opened his arms.
-Come here for a hug?
The woman squirmed a little, the twinkle in her eyes too obvious, but still, not wanting to disappoint him, she obediently came over and offered to sit sideways on his lap.
Carlos reached around her and instead of continuing to kiss her as she expected, he asked:
-Why didn’t old man Ciudad Echave talk to me about you consummating your marriage to Nilson.
How old is he that there is still such a thing as “descendants of elders”…?
Without hesitation, Micaela asked rhetorically:
-What is there to say about the impossible?
Having said this, Carlos expressed his affection and gave her a kiss on the cheek, guessing: -Do the descendants of the elders still exist?
-Did the descendants of the elders demand that you consummate your marriage to him as one of the conditions for making you lord of the city?
Micaela nods and adds:
-Well, the purpose of the syndicate is to use the strength of Pesla City to help Echave City out of the crisis, only we have the means to bring Echave City back to normal, not necessarily the syndicate, and that is why the grandmother changed her mind.
Carlos nodded his head and asked:
-Are there any other requirements to be Lord of the City?
Micaela thought about it for a moment and answered:
-There is another, a token to carry as Lord of the City, and the token should be in my mother’s possession.
It was not difficult, Carlos asked again:
-Girl, how were you planning to resolve the crisis before I arrived?
Micaela ducked her head and fiddled with the buttons of the shirt on her chest.
-Carlos, in fact, I have no idea about the position of city lord, but I have to sit on it before I can have the right of contact with the outside world, I will use the position of city lord, temptation, use Jerome father and daughter, he has money in his hands, he has also long established his contacts, even if I can not completely solve the city crisis, I can delay it for a year and a half?
And she, being the Lord of the City, has the ability to contact the outside world and the baby is born before she has the means, to return it to Charles….
Carlos nodded; indeed, in the girl’s current situation, it was the most appropriate way to approach the situation.
Carlos turned the tables and asked again:
-Girl, can you tell me what Nilson said to you this morning?
Micaela’s heart shrank a little as she looked at him, knowing with certainty that she would have to tell him, and she spoke slowly:
-He wants me to go to Pesla City for ten days.