My Dear Mr. Nice

Chapter 132: Her laugh was so bright

Ivanna, of course, had asked Adriana, but Adriana reassured her that, in her debut, if she took first place, the others would be suspicious. Besides, it had provided her with many opportunities for publicity, so naturally she believed in her....

-It won't do any good for you to be angry now, but to worry about how to deal with Micaela. I have to recover from my operation and she's willing to join Brillantella, so how are you going to cope with being a new model with you?

Amelia spoke very slowly, because the knife was vaguely painful. In fact, she felt very sad inside.

She just wanted to wear the dress designed by James to make an impression and use it to get someone's attention?

She really didn't expect her to be sick at the critical moment.

"Am I that unlucky?"

"I don't think so!"

-So what? How does it compare to me? Even if she gets into Brillantella, I'll push her out! -Ivanna laughed and said.

- "I think you can. Since we have a common enemy, if you need my help in the future, you can tell me, even if it's an apology for you," Amelia continued.

Only then Ivanna calmed down and left.

And then Amelia rang the doorbell to call the caretaker to help her lie down. Ivanna's words reminded her of something. She had looked familiar to Micaela, and why she wore her dress so well made?

***

It was completely black all over.

Carlos woke up with a severe headache and a dry mouth. He turned on the light in the room.

And suddenly he saw a woman. Who was she?

-Carlos, wake up, are you sick?

And then he saw clearly that it was Micaela....

He immediately reached out his hand and hugged her.

Micaela screamed and he took a deep breath.

"I dreamed about the nasty woman."

As if to chase away that bad dream, he pinned her neck harder, making Micaela struggle to avoid him, and let out a giggle:

-Hahaha... that's enough.....

Hearing her bright laughter, Carlos then felt in a better mood.

Carlos got up, and Micaela hurried to stand up.

-Go wash up. It's time for breakfast and you have to work on Monday!

She was about to leave, but was dragged away by Carlos:

-Dress me.

As he was naked, Micaela was anxious to get out.

Yesterday he had given her the pajamas, but she didn't wear them. As he said, he was not in the habit of wearing pajamas to bed....

-Hurry up. I have a very important meeting this morning.

-Then why are you still in bed, get up! The clothes are ready for you, put them on yourself.

Carlos gave a push, and Micaela fell back into his arms.

-Didn't you come in to serve me the clothes?

-I just came in to take a look!

Carlos always got up early, apart from today, because he wasn't used to sleeping in another room, and on the other hand, last night he bathed several times before falling asleep....

Carlos kissed him hard and murmured:

-It's all your fault....

-Okay, I'll put it on for you," Micaela blushed.

Only then Carlos let go of her, and immediately Micaela struggled to get up and pick up her shirt.

He got off the bed and Micaela was relieved to see that he was wearing pajama pants.

Carlos was even more pleased, and lifted his arm slightly.

Micaela hurried around behind him, rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, then stood in front of him and buttoned it.

He looked down and smelled the fragrance of her body. Her face was flushed, her eyelashes were long, her lips were red....

Although she did nothing, he was fascinated by her.

-Yeah! I'll do it myself.

Micaela walked out the door as if she was released....

After washing up, he sat down at the table, and Micaela served him some undercooked rice, with a little red shell.

Carlos looked at the time, and it was a little late, then Micaela hurried to tell him:

-Go to work quickly, and I can leave by bus.

In fact, here he was far from his company and it was a bit inconvenient for him to stay....

-Are you going to quit today? -Carlos asked.

-I want to go to the company and listen to Kiki's opinion - she was a little bit confused.

Carlos nodded and said nothing more.

After breakfast, Micaela wanted to clean the table, but he stopped her.

-Go get your purse and help me pick out a tie.

Fearing to delay him, Micaela hurried upstairs.

When she came downstairs, Carlos put all the dishes in the sink and went out.

Being anxious, she didn't think much, tying the tie around his neck. But then she stopped, she had never tied a man's tie before....