There wasn’t a hint of wiggle room in Rain’s tone.
Nilson frowned and looked at Rain…, whose voice was cold and hard and who didn’t even give him a glance.
It was then that Ian realized that Lluvia’s friendly attitude, her -I’ll think about it-, was really just a way to get him to cut the crap so he could go up to Estela, and that her -I want a new life- was really….
Nilson frowned, slipped a hand into his pants pocket, looked deeply at Estela, who was already nibbling on Rain with her little mouth open, and, without another word, turned to leave.
His attitude confirmed all his own suspicions at that moment, and he feared that saying anything more would give Rain expectations he shouldn’t have, his intention had always been only Estela….
Ian followed them with a few anxious strides, Rain had no intention of dismissing them and said:
-Please close the door, please.
Ian has his head on a string, no use pulling on the red string when neither of them is trying!
Striding down the stairs, Nilson climbed into the back seat of the car before remembering that there was still a lot of stuff left in the car for Estela and ordered Ian, who had just climbed into the driver’s seat, to.
-Send all of Estela’s things.
It was all paid for by her and she would have taken it with her.
Ian, still thinking about creating opportunities for them, actually said:
-Why don’t you go to…..
Receiving Mr. Nilson’s pressing look, Ian didn’t dare slow down any more and immediately went downstairs and brought everything upstairs.
He returned shortly thereafter, Rain refused to open the door and merely left her things at the door for him…..
Ian knew she wasn’t willing to give him the opportunity to press….
How this woman is as cunning as Mr. Nilson….
As he started the car to turn around and drive away, Nilson unconsciously glanced out the car window toward the sixth floor window….
Of course there’s nothing to see….
Ian noticed this movement and saw him exhale a sigh and lean his head back against the back of the seat and close his eyes, seeming to rest his eyes.
As he drove carefully, not a large road with cars on both sides, he asked carefully:
-Mr. Nilson, aren’t you going to ask me what I told Dr. Rain?
-No questions.
The word “cold” made Ian choke on his words and work up the courage to repeat it:
-You don’t want to hear it, but I want to say it?
-One more word of nonsense and you’re off my back!
The heatless voice finally shut Ian up…..
Here, Micaela awoke after a good night’s sleep to the fresh scent of Carlos’ body between her nostrils, a scent she loved and felt safe in….
Himself on his side with his head resting on her lap, she opened her eyes and saw his black shirt….
Carlos looks gorgeous in the shirt, showing off his perfect figure with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and the black shirt has a bit of an ascetic air….
Micaela’s little face gets a little warm and she turns her head slightly to the side to see his sleeping face….
She leaned her head sideways against the back of the chair, her thin lips puckered, the side of her face a masterpiece of God’s most perfect, wearing only a black shirt….
Halfway through, Micaela was surprised, the shirt!
Where is the blazer he is wearing?
Micaela immediately thought that he must have also covered himself with his clothes and unconsciously sat down leaning on his arms, and indeed, Carlos’ jacket was covering her legs….
She didn’t see that the man wasn’t asleep at all, and the moment she sat up, her eyes opened and he reached around her waist and picked the girl up to sit her in his arms, moving closer to drop a kiss on her cheek, his deep voice echoing:
-You’re finally awake, I’ll have to carry you in my arms if you don’t wake up.
Unconsciously, Micaela wrapped her arms around his neck and looked at Mike, who was still sleeping next to her, before she felt that the car had stopped, who knows how long, and the sounds of her friends talking outside could be heard….
It’s home…
The woman startled a little at first, then cried out and buried her head in the crook of his shoulder.
-Carlos, it’s past time, isn’t it? Why didn’t you wake me up?
Carlos wrapped one hand around the girl’s slender waist and stroked her back with the other, asking her in return:
-When did I ever bother to wake you up?
Micaela bit her lip and couldn’t stop the warmth from rising in her heart. It was true that when she was at Brillantella she didn’t know how many times she was late for a shoot because he didn’t wake her up, and Eric was controlled to death by Carlos, so no one at Brillantella dared to say a word when she was late, except Alba, who teased her a little….
Out of the car, the friends surrounded the car….
Ernesto rubbed his chin with one hand and looked at the brothers next to him with suggestive eyes:
-I bet they were doing the ‘unspeakable’ in the car!
Leonardo raised an eyebrow and looked incredulously at the quietly parked car:
-No, that car will definitely shake!
Alba reached out and grabbed Ernesto by the arm.
-Stop it, guys, what’s all this nonsense!
Ernesto scrunched up his face and immediately begged for mercy:
-No, Honey you’re being soft, my flesh is falling off…..
As we were talking, the door to the back seat opened.
Carlos got out with his jacket on and his long legs sheathed in black pants, without missing a single glance at those around him, turning around, reaching out to protect the top of the girl’s head.
Micaela holds a newly awakened Mike in her arms with a little embarrassment on his face….
Sleeping in the car surrounded by friends, she’s so glad she can’t see inside from the outside….
Alba stepped forward and joked with a nonchalant smile:
-Micaela, is it better to sleep in the car?
Katarina fervently agreed:
-Yes, I’m surely used to sleeping in the car, it’s like sleeping in a crib, you don’t want to wake up!
Olivia and the girls start to make a scene, and Micaela blushes as she lets them do it, while Carlos closes the car door and reaches out to grab Mike.
Ernesto walks over, puts his hand on Carlos’ shoulder and says enigmatically:
-Carlos, look who’s here! -He turned his eyes to the front door of the villa….
Carlos and Micaela look unconsciously…
Not far away, walking, is Matthew….
Tomas and Bianca were also coming to his side, with a slight smile on their faces.
Carlos was a bit surprised, his eyes going back and forth between his father and Tomas, and he reacted to the fact that what Tomas had said yesterday about the boy having a fever and so on was actually just an excuse, in fact, to go back to pick up his father first….
Matthew stood in front of Carlos, a fond smile plastered on his slightly weathered face, and looked first at Micaela with an apologetic look in his eyes.
-Micaela, I work hard, thank you for giving birth to the Aguayo family, and I feel the inescapable responsibility to make Carlos forget about you…..
Micaela was still in shock at the sudden sight of him, and it took her a while to grasp what he had said, shaking her head excitedly.
-It’s okay, it’s all in the past, you, what brings you here….
She hadn’t said a word to him, so he was in the dark too, wasn’t he?
Matthew smiled and looked at Carlos with loving eyes.
-How can a father not be there on a day as important as yours…