Soon after, Diego called the doctor and nurse and they brought the bed. Diego tried to help Carlos lie down on the bed, but Carlos pushed him away, his eyes were lazy and he was looking towards the closed door of the operating room, refusing to be taken away.
-No, I want to wait for her here…..
How could he walk away when the girl was going to have the baby that belonged to them?
Nilson and Yerma, Diego were all very shocked, especially Nilson and Yerma….
Carlos, who was struggling with the effects of the drug, had such a strong willpower that it was terrifying….
-Puf…
Carlos spat out another mouthful of blood, clinging to the wall, his chest heaving violently, his eyes full of defiance, his mind tormented by many familiar and unfamiliar moments with the girl….
-Mr. Carlos, you don’t want to think about it….
-Carlos, don’t torture yourself….
Yerma is really heartbroken, her love for Moya can’t be matched by anyone…
Nilson suddenly approached and looked at Carlos.
-Carlos, here is the culprit that made you so unhappy, it was Natalia ‘Antilor 2′ that I gave you to inject in your body that made you so unhappy when you remembered your past with Moya, all because of me….
Yerma and Diego are stunned to see that Nilson is deliberately distracting Carlos and sure enough, the next second Carlos turns around and throws a vicious punch at him!
Nilson backed up several steps before he could get up, the corners of his lips were bleeding again, he wiped the blood with the back of his hand and looked at Carlos with defiance in his eyes.
-Yes, hit me again, I deserve it, you hit, I will never hit back….
Carlos, icy-eyed and merciless, pounced, and with each punch he delivered, a distant voice from the girl echoed in his ears:
-Don’t bite me, it hurts.
-Help me, please…..
-I, for my part, will pay you back….
-So what if you’re handsome, you’re still a villain who wants to take advantage of people!
Seeing the strength of Carlos’s blows, Diego and Yerma rushed to stop Carlos….
-Mr. Carlos, stop fighting….
-Carlos, calm down…
Carlos’ chest was rising and falling violently, the pain in his head and chest dissipating little by little, as he looked at Nilson, drenched in remorse and in a miserable state, his ears ringing again with the hysterical, heart-rending roar he had heard on the phone: the
-No, Moya, no!
-No, Moya, don’t, I’d rather die!
He also tries, as far as he can, to protect the girl….
Carlos broke away from Diego and Yerma and looked at Nilson, really wanting to kill him, again, again….
Carlos’ fists clenched tightly and he exhaled heavily, trying to calm his mixed emotions, and he half looked at Diego and ordered him:
-Organize for someone to go to Villa Echave and take Sonia into custody.
What’s done is done.
The three were a bit taken aback, what was the point of grabbing Sonia?
The laxity in Carlos’ eyes would have disappeared cleanly and he would have regained his clarity and wisdom, looking at Nilson with a cold and clear tone of voice.
-Sonia is the one who has arranged for this to happen today. Nilson, you should take a good look at the people around you, who, have betrayed you.
What did Sonia arrange?
Yerma and Diego were in the clouds, neither of them knew what had happened later, hadn’t Carlos gone to pick up Micaela and these two big guys had had a fight?
Diego asked no more questions, Mr. Carlos did as he was told and left first.
Carlos was in no mood to give them any more explanations and headed for the door of the operating room, his heart pounding again because both the girl and the baby should be fine?
The doctors and nurses called by Diego were puzzled that the person who had just vomited blood was now acting as if she was fine, and then they looked at Nilson….
-Mr. Nilson, your wound?
-It’s okay.
Nilson’s whole body ached, but he didn’t care, he had to wait here for the good news that Moya was safe.
Suddenly the phone in his pocket rang and he pulled it out, looking at the name on it: Leila.
He had a vague idea of what the problem was.
Halfway through, the phone was picked up and the woman’s distressed voice was heard:
-Nilson, did Sonia do something wrong?
Nilson’s heart sank, as it did, Ian must have questioned her and asked in turn:
-Were you the one who told her where Moya and I were?
There was a long silence on the other end of the line before a determined voice said.
-Yes, it was me who bothered my brother to tell me where you were, I’m sorry, don’t blame my brother, what did Sonia do? My brother doesn’t talk to me…
A low pressure of air filled Nilson’s body and his fists clenched.
-Leila, good for you….
After blurting out those few words, Nilson hung up the phone with a furious glint in his eyes….
On the other end, Yerma approached Carlos and asked him uneasily:
-Carlos, are you okay?
Carlos nodded his head.
-I’m fine.
He is good for anything, as long as the girl is fine….
Yerma was relieved to see that he was indeed fine in general, admiring in her inner self her superb willpower not to faint because of the control of the drug, and although she was eager to ask Sonia about it, she was also worried about Moya in the operating room and left the subject aside for now….
Before long, perhaps Diego had directed Sonia’s arrest, alerting Mrs. Echave, who had also gone with Diego, accompanied by her maid.
Carlos was too preoccupied with the girl in the operating room to explain anything to Dona Echave, who, seeing Nilson, bruised and battered, immediately thought that Carlos had hit him and knew that sooner or later he was going to get that beating. Outside the operating room…
Carlos was swollen with nervousness and anxiety, went to wash his hands halfway, and stood at the door of the operating room, without moving one iota, breathing deeply constantly and repressing his nervousness….
Lluvia hasn’t come out to say anything, so the situation must be optimistic….
Carlos consoles himself with…
Nilson, with his back leaning against the wall and his eyes also fixed on the door of the operating room opposite, looked at the anxious Carlos from time to time and, for the first time in his life, felt a sense of admiration….
Antinolol is not just a name, no one in the whole Salamonsa dare to discuss what should not be discussed, all because of this drug, Antinolol No. 2 is even more horrible, not even think about it, not only can stimulate the heart pulse violent spasm, but also can control the nerve center of the brain, must think about what should not be thought of, the pain is indescribable, but he just, vomited blood twice, did not faint, and now as if nothing. Twice, he didn’t even faint, and now he acts like a man who is fine?
How did he do it, did the medicine fail, or, did he overcome the effects…..
At last, the door to the operating room opened and Lluvia, in her white gown and mask, appeared in the doorway, Carlos stood by the door, Nilson took a big step forward and Yerma, with Mrs. Echave in her arms, hurried over.
Lluvia, knowing that Carlos must be in a hurry, took off his mask and said immediately:
-Congratulations, mother and son are safe?
Carlos’ heart raced with joy, desperate to see the girl, and he pushed straight through the door and rushed in….
Micaela was wheeled into the observation room connected to the operating room, lying on the bed in a weakened state and closing her eyes, all her strength exhausted, she would finally feel relieved, too tired even to lift her eyes, and was about to fall asleep in a trance….
The sound of footsteps, a familiar smell approaching, feeling a large hand gently caressing her cheek, carefully, as if the touch might hurt her, she knew Charles had arrived in….
The big villain must be freaking out there.
Micaela’s heart soars with faint joy and satisfaction, from now on, they are three people….
She wanted to open her eyes and see him, but she was very sleepy and tired, so she might as well save her strength to talk to him again….
The soft, familiar touch fell on her forehead and Micaela’s heart fluttered, moistening the corners of her eyes….
A low, muffled, repressed voice rang in her ears:
-Micaela, hard work….
Micaela opened her eyes wide…