My Dear Mr. Nice

Chapter 93 : You Have To Be By My Side, Okay?

Chapter 93 : You have to be by my side, okay?

Carlos didn't move, he continued without saying anything, staring at her with a smile.

The driver heard no response and said anxiously:

-Miss Noboa, you are lying to me, aren't you? Where are you, I've come to look for him. If I don't bring

you back safe and sound, Mr. Aguayo will fire me!

Seeing that the driver was in a hurry, Micaela had to let Diego answer!

-Please!

Diego knew Carlos just wanted to make fun of her, so he spoke up:

-Miss Noboa, I can only prove that I am here, but I can't prove that you are with Mr. Aguayo!

This response was so unbelievable.

"What are you saying?"

The driver heard Diego's voice and was relieved. But after thinking about it, he understood that it must

have been answered by Sr. Aguayo for him to be okay!

-Miss Noboa, let Mr. Aguayo tell me something. Otherwise, Mr. Aguayo will fire me for good.

Micaela bit her lips, looking at Carlos, as if silently imploring....

Carlos had no choice but to give in instantly and finally answered:

-Tomas is still there. You can contact him later.

The driver sighed in relief and hastened to agree.

Micaela hung up the phone and looked out the window, out of the corner of her eye spotting a handbag

on the table where Carlos usually put his laptop. But she didn't notice it but looked at the rain had

stopped at some point?

-You don't have to pay attention to that woman.

Carlos finally explained himself although he didn't need to because of that insignificant figure.

Micaela froze for a moment.

"Are you afraid I'll misunderstand you?"

In fact, there was no need to explain because she understood everything. He hadn't even looked at

that woman.

"But what right do I have to misunderstand?"

-Carlos...

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Carlos looked up at Micaela. Her voice sounded so pleasant as she spoke his name.

She had so many questions in her mind, but only the most unrelated one was spoken:

-Has the house I rented been fixed up?

She was sure that Carlos would not let her live alone again. The room that had been specially prepared

for her, the clothes and shoes and socks were ready until fall....

"How can you be so considerate, with what kind of feelings do you have to prepare all this? And for

what purpose did you investigate my background check early?"

-Yes," Carlos answered quickly, surprising Micaela in turn.

-So, where's the key?

-I lost it.

She looked at him helplessly.

She knew he wouldn't let her go back....

-They changed your door with a combination lock, so you don't need a key anymore. Do you want to go

back?

Micaela didn't expect him to respond like that.

"Or have I misunderstood? Has this man got bored with me and is waiting for me to ask to leave?

Carlos looked at her sad face and got in a good mood. He was sure she didn't want to leave him

anymore!

He took her in his arms and whispered in her ear:

-Tontita, how can I give you permission to leave me? The house is decorated for you and you can

guess the password, but, you have to be by my side, ok?

From disappointment to happiness, she couldn't help but hug his neck with enthusiasm, and the huge

contrast made her bite his shoulder....

Instantly, Carlos found this sensation very familiar....

-Carlos, you big fool!

Diego did not look away as he drove the car towards Nyisrenda.

"It's so pathetic to be single!"

However, Diego flashed a smile.

After getting out of the car, Micaela returned to her room red-faced.

Carlos watched her close the door before entering her room and heading for the shower.

When he came out of the bathroom, he smelled the fragrance of Micaela's body in the room.

She hadn't been in his room for a long time, and her scent was already very faint, but he had an extra

sensitive sense of smell because he was allergic to perfume. Micaela must have just walked in!

Carlos looked around and was taken aback by the little pile under the bedspread....

"Does she know what she's doing? ?"

Taking a deep breath, Carlos moved toward the bed.

Carlos wanted to lift a corner of the quilt, but the person under it took the initiative to show her head,

with as much red face as big blinking eyes, and spoke timidly:

-Carlos, I want to sleep with you!

She looked very nervously at the tall man standing in front of the bed, who had just finished showering,

had dried his hair, but his body was still steaming, with a bath towel around his waist and his chest

heaving slightly.

The man's handsome face was expressionless, deep-set eyes looked at Micaela, no one could tell

what he was thinking. His expression had even a hint of coldness in it, and only he knew how hard it

was for him to restrain himself from pouncing on her and kissing her fiercely!

Micaela had used all her courage to say this, and she really didn't know what to say next.

Thank God, Carlos finally asked:

- Micaela, are you sure?

Clutching the blanket and taking courage back into her heart, Micaela nodded with a look as if she was

ready to die.

Carlos noticed her movements and expressions, and frowned slightly.

"She's not willing to make love to me at all, why is she forcing herself to do it? It could be that... "

Maybe she was thinking too much, so she left.

Before she could think too much, Carlos was already back in a white nightgown. When he lifted the

quilt, he saw that the girl was in her pajamas, and due to her own movement, her body was very stiff.

Carlos calmly lay down, turned off the light and took her in his arms.

"Silly girl, are you trying to seduce me? At least don't wear clothes, okay?"