My Dear Mr. Nice

Chapter 12 : Stay With Me!

Chapter 12 : Stay with me!

He cleared his throat, with an unnatural expression.

-Stay with me!

Whether they had known each other before or not, Carlos decided that, in the future, they would have

to have some kind of relationship.

For the first time, he met a woman he was interested in and, with her fragrant scent, fascinated him....

He had absolute self-confidence and, from the way she had reacted earlier upstairs, she must have

had feelings for him as well.

It was a bit sudden, but he had always done things in a straightforward way and, given his current

situation, he should accept it willingly.

Carlos thought that way...

Micaela stood up with a start.

-No!

The answer came without hesitation.

Her heart was beating fast and her mind was in chaos.

She wasn't sure what Carlos meant about staying with him, but she was panicking!

Regardless of the other criteria, she knew that Carlos was a successful man living in the upper class of

society, whereas she was just an adoptee?

And, perhaps, he simply saw her as a toy for the rich to pass the time when they were bored?

He was afraid he would end up heartbroken if he gave his sincerity.

Before Sophia, who had just arrived at the dining room door, could congratulate on the gentleman's

enlightenment, she was taken aback by Micaela's response!

"Wow, she didn't even hesitate to say no, so only I was excited!".

Carlos' face couldn't have been worse, he looked like he wanted to throw his anger away, but he

couldn't.

It was the first time he had ever asked that of a woman!

He couldn't believe she had turned him down!

-I... Mr. Aguayo, I'm sorry. I have to go, thank you for your hospitality and for saving my life, I'll pay you

for the car repair when I can!

Having said that, he hurried towards the door, as if he was running away from some monster.

Mr. Aguayo? Carlos' hands clenched into a fist and he didn't say a word.

Sofia hurried to grab Micaela's hand.

-Miss Noboa, what's wrong? Weren't you all right a moment ago? Mr....

-Sofia, sorry for the inconvenience and thank you for your care, see you again!

He released Sofia's hand to leave.

-My daughter, it's getting dark, it's not safe for a girl to go alone. I'll prepare a guest room for you on the

first floor, so you can sleep tonight, and I'll take you with me tomorrow when I go shopping, is that all

right?

Micaela's fast-beating heart was somehow calmed by Sofia's words.

It took ten minutes by car to get to town, and much longer if it was walking.

It was really unsafe, and she'd had enough with the two hooligans last night....

Sofia saw her hesitate and hurried to pull her towards the guest room.

Micaela looked back at Carlos, who was still in the same position as before, sitting with his back to her,

not speaking.

Micaela saw that he did not object and went with Sofia to the guest room.

It was only when she heard the door close that Carlos took a deep breath, got up and went upstairs.

He was very irritable, very annoyed, and it made her want to pull her hair out, but then she couldn't

help but wonder if he had been too hasty and that had scared her off.

Or had she expressed herself incorrectly?

Couldn't she have said that about staying with him?

What should she have said?

"Damn it...".

For the first time, Carlos hated the fact that he had no experience in relationships, because that didn't

help him at all!

As he entered the study, he saw new information coming out of the printer.

Carlos suddenly remembered the name Micaela had just uttered in her sleep.

Was it because of him?

Carlos felt even worse.

He picked up the information, which was a pile of sheets, and thought, "Apparently Diego's got his act

together, has he gotten every last detail of his life out of me this time?"

He read it quickly.

Marcos Franco...

The second son of the Franco Group...

The more Carlos read it, the angrier he got. Wasn't it obvious that he was scum?

He started courting her in the first year of college, they dated in the second, and in between their

relationship he cheated on her countless times!

Was Micaela blind or what?

How could she not know he was such a guy?

Seeing to the end, she frowned, was that Adriana his current girlfriend?

Wasn't Adriana Micaela's cousin?

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Carlos seemed to instantly understand why Micaela had rejected him.

He must have found out that this Marcos was a despicable guy and now he was afraid of getting his

heart broken again.

Carlos' anger gradually subsided for the most part.

The last of his remaining sheets told of Marcos' hotel check-in with his mistresses.

Carlos's brow furrowed, there were a dozen pages, but not a single record of him and Micaela in sight!

Carlos was suddenly relieved.

"Jum, at least she hasn't been so foolish as to get carried away by that Marcos to the hotel.

She deserves what I'm doing for her."

These words floated through Carlos' mind.

"She deserves to try again!

This time I have to control the pace and not scare her off."

There was a whirring sound and a new sheet of paper came out of the printer.

Was there still some left?

Carlos picked up the sheet, the contents were brief:

Micaela had been fired this morning from the company where she was interning, actually it was secret

orders from Adriana and Marcos.

It was no wonder that Sofia said she went to work but went back to sleep all afternoon.

What a miserable situation she was in!

Carlos left the sheet on the table and looked out the window with a somewhat intriguing look....

The next day, Micaela got up and went to the kitchen to look for Sofia.

In fact, she hadn't slept much all night, thinking about what had happened to her in the last two days

and being so upset that she only squinted for a while when it was almost dawn.

-Miss Noboa, you're up, I'm going to get your breakfast!

Sofia, who was still smiling kindly, saw Micaela's doubtful look and, knowing what she wanted to ask,

said at once:

-Mr. went out early, I think he has an emergency at the company!

-Ah, okay.

Micaela felt relieved.

She really didn't know how to face him, she was so grateful for him, but without being able to return the

favor....

After breakfast, Micaela was determined to leave with her backpack on her.

Sofia brought a bag and handed it to Micaela.

Micaela wondered and looked at it, they were the dresses she had changed the day before and

yesterday, already washed and dried and smelling of detergent.

Now she was wearing a new dress, she woke up in the morning and saw this next to her, she guessed

that Sofia put it on?

-Sofia, the dress....

-Miss Noboa, don't worry, they are my daughter's, she spends money on them and doesn't wear them, I

have taken some good ones for you, take them, it's okay!

Micaela looked at Sofia... After all she was a veteran in life, she could see that she was in a difficult

situation and had even prepared clothes for her to change into.

Micaela was moved.

Sofia, seeing how moved she was, was about to say that, in fact, the gentleman had prepared all this!Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.