My Dear Mr. Nice

Chapter 10 : You Can Rest In Your Room From Last Night!

Chapter 10 : You can rest in your room from last night!

Micaela entered the elevator with long strides.

Delfina followed her and stood next to Micaela.

-Micaela, how do you know Adriana? She doesn't look like she does on TV! She's so rude she doesn't

deserve to be called an innocent girl!

Micaela was silent and not many knew she was Adriana's cousin.

Delfina also didn't notice Micaela's silence and spoke to herself.

-Micaela, you see Adriana, who until now was little famous, has gotten a lot of work since her scandal

with Marcos, one of our shareholders! You see, she has also been asked to be the ambassador of our ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

new products, I guess it's because of Mr. Franco?

Turns out he had been rumored to be with Adriana for a long time... Micaela never paid attention to

entertainment news, so it was ridiculous that she was the last to know....

Marcos also helped Adriana kick her out of work....

A bitter feeling arose in Micaela's heart.

-Micaela, this is as far as I'll go with you. Write me whenever you want!

The elevator door opened and Delfina's voice broke her thoughts.

-Thank you, Delfina.

-You're welcome, let me know when you find a new job, cheer up! See you again!

-Yes! -Bye!

Micaela got out and the black car was literally still parked where before.

The driver saw her get out and hurried to get out of the car and open the back seat.

Micaela sat down, depressed.

Why in the end, after three years together, was he so cruel to even take away her only job?

She really used to feel that Marcos loved him, but why did he go to such extremes...?

Micaela laughed at herself in her heart for not having recognized his true side until now.

If she still held some hope for Marcos before, at this moment, it had all vanished.

Seeing that Micaela had not explained where she was going, the chauffeur drove the car directly to the

mansion.

Micaela got out of the car, bathed in sunshine, and looked at the luxurious villa in front of her, feeling as

if she were in a dream.

She no longer had a home, her boyfriend had cheated on her, and she had been fired from her job....

And all thanks to Adriana!

Micaela's heart fluttered with rage and she hated herself for being so weak.

Sofia hurried to greet as soon as she saw the car enter, taking Micaela towards the house and smiling.

-Mrs. Noboa, are you back so soon? The gentleman just called to ask for you!

Micaela calmed her thoughts and looked at Sofia.

-What did he ask?

-He was just worried about whether you had eaten and what you were doing. I told her that you had

already eaten and that the driver had sent you to work, and she hung up!

-Oh...

-It's almost lunchtime, so take a break on the couch and I'll take care of the kitchen.

Micaela nodded and saw that, on the center table, was her phone charging.

She sat down and turned it on, the phone started vibrating from WhatsApp messages, missed calls....

She had three missed calls from her aunt Marta, and forty missed calls from Marcos!....

The phone suddenly rang and the screen read: Marcos.

Micaela's fingers twitched at the thought of what she had done, and without hesitation, she hung up

and blocked his number.

When she opened WhatsApp, the first message was from Marcos, he had sent hundreds of messages,

Micaela didn't even look at them, she just deleted the conversation and then blocked him again....

After all this, Micaela still felt a sense of loss, an indescribable feeling of helplessness and itchy eyes....

-Miss Noboa, time to eat!

Sofia went over to call her.

Micaela went with her, but she had a late breakfast and was in a bad mood, so she didn't have much

appetite, so she ate hurriedly and left.

-Sofia, I'm a little tired, can you prepare a room for me to rest?

-Miss Noboa, you can rest in your room from last night! -Sofia spoke quite naturally.

Micaela was in a bind.

-I don't think it's the right thing to do, that should be your master's bedroom?

Sofia also looked like she was in a dilemma.

-Miss Noboa, you will have to settle for that, the master has not given you another room, and we as

servants have no right to arrange one for you.

Make do?

Micaela did not know what expression to put on her face and had to go upstairs.

She was very upset, and since she had a high fever just yesterday, she now felt a little dizzy, so she

thought, "Well, I'm going to lie down for a while and get up before Carlos comes back!". The sheets

were covered with his scent, Micaela found it quite pleasant, and it seemed to be quite soothing,

because in no time she fell asleep.

Carlos left work on time for the first time, arriving home at 6:15 pm.

Sofia greeted him, with much excitement, "Everything seems better when there is a hostess in the

house! Even the gentleman is back on time because he misses her".

Before, he didn't come back until 10 o'clock.

-Where is he?

Carlos handed Sofia his jacket, his eyes looked around and did not see the figure he wanted to see.

-Miss Noboa went back to her room for a break at noon and hasn't been down since, she's probably in

her room! -said Sofia cheerfully.

Seeing that Carlos was waiting for her to say something else, he immediately intervened:

-He's in his room! Go up and see, it's almost dinner time!

-Good.

Carlos turned around and went upstairs.

As he opened the door to the room, the air was filled with the scent of her body and Carlos felt the

restlessness in his heart of wanting to see her slowly subside.

Carlos approached, but since the carpet was quite thick, his footsteps could not be heard.

He positioned himself at the head of the bed, looking at her.

She slept on her side, her hair falling on the clean white pillows, her breathing even, her long eyelashes

like festoons, casting a small shadow under her eyes.

Carlos sat on the edge of the bed, his hand feeling her forehead, she was fine, the temperature was

normal, there should be no more fever.

Looking a little uneasy or was it a sign of awakening, she shifted slightly....

-Marcos... Marcos....

Micaela spat the name under her breath.

Carlos frowned and his hand couldn't help but retract.

Who was it?

She was calling a man!

Carlos felt furious, he had been thinking about her all day and had even been distracted a couple of

times in meetings, causing his best friend to laugh. He wanted to come back at noon, but Sofia said

she had gone to work, so he brushed that idea off.

Carlos was so angry that he didn't notice that Micaela's eyes were open.

Micaela frowned as she saw the man sitting in front of her and unconsciously touched the clothes he

was wearing....

-Carlos...

Carlos returned her gaze and she sat up, keeping him at a distance, her eyes a little lost, and her

cheeks rosy....

Carlos stood up.

-If you're awake, clean yourself up and go downstairs for dinner.

Having said this, he left the room.

Carlos went into the study next door, closed the door, took out his cell phone and dialed the number.

-Sir...

-Find out who Marcos is!

-Just a name? What more information...?

-Isn't that enough?

Carlos turned up the volume.

Diego shouted inwardly, remembering the information he had sought today, he supposed that this

Carlos would have something to do with Micaela, and he hurried to answer:

-Yes that's enough, sir, I'll give you an answer right away. And you have already been sent what you

asked me to investigate last night.

Carlos hung up the phone and walked over to the printer, where there was a cue of information.

Carlos picked it up and looked at it carefully.