Devoted Love, Mr. Hayes’ Darling Wife

After the affair, Micaela rested her head on Nico’s chest, looking up at the crystal chandelier above and letting Nico stroke her long hair.

Nico moved gently, so gently that Micaela couldn’t help but close her eyes slightly and turn in his arms, wrapping her arms around his waist.

Very clingy.

Nico looked down and kissed her forehead, smiling softly, “I thought I would never in my life see you bird me.”

Micaela smiled with her lips, “I used to chase you a lot too.”

“The old ones don’t count, it was all pretend.”

Micaela looked up, resting her hands on his chest, chin resting on the back of one hand, looking at him with watery, loving eyes laced with laughter. “I pampered you and indulged you to the hilt, and watched you enjoy yourself, did you really not like it?”

“Enjoyment is real, but it’s not about liking; if you really liked someone, you wouldn’t like them disguised as a perfect lover.”

“But the way I really am, I’m probably the kind of dumb person who even has to learn to be dependent and spiteful.”

Nico gently rubbed her hair in front of her forehead and said, “I like how you’re real in front of me, even though you’re clumsy when you coddle me and even dependency is a stuttering learning, but that doesn’t stop me from liking you because you’re the one trying to learn to love people for me, so how can I resent that.”

Micaela smiled, with two very light pear swirls on her cheeks, sweet and lustful, and said, sleeping upright, “After my mother left, no one in The Matamoros family was ever partial to me again, probably because as a child I had never received such a favor, and I craved it and rejected it. When I didn’t know any better, I wished Beltran had favored me for once.”

“But little by little, as I waited and hoped for the worst, I grew up, and grown adults are defensive because they know that expecting something will hurt them, so they simply don’t expect it, or even reject it and resist, lest they get hurt.”NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

“But people are contradictory, the more you avoid something, the more you hold back, the more you crave it, and sometimes I even envy Kemena and Beltran’s preference for her regardless of whether it’s right or wrong. I also wonder what I have done wrong as a daughter for Beltran to treat me this way.”

“At some point, I also particularly wanted to fall in love, to go back to being a cute, lazy little girl and hope that the other person would come over and hug me, but it didn’t take long to kill the idea, I always felt it wouldn’t work, that no one could like me or favor me for long.”

“It’s even like a heartfelt pampering, which I don’t really do, can’t say and can’t do. I’ve been unconsciously relying on my own dependence for so many years that it’s a habit I can’t break. I also envy girls who let off steam and cry out in pain without any effort, I don’t have that capacity to love.”

Nico looked into her reddened eyes, his fingers gently rubbed the corners of her eyes, his low, deep, warm voice slipped into her eardrums vibrating as he said, “From now on, I will always be partial to you, even if I am wrong, I will be partial to you and favor you. As for the ability to love people, I will help you regain it little by little.”

Micaela looked at him with a touch of vulnerability in her calm eyes, “Nico, if you treat me like this, I will depend on you. I want to depend on someone, but I’m also afraid that dependence is like a wall that will collapse at any moment.”

Nico wrapped his arms around her from behind, his chest pressed against her slender back, and whispered in her ear, word for word, “I promise you that this wall of mine is not going to collapse.”

Promises are something Nico used to disdain, but with Micaela he can’t help but want to promise her every time.

Micaela turned around and buried her face Savanna in his chest, her arms tightened around his neck.

People who are mired in mire and gloom and who have been eating bitterness for the first twenty years of their lives don’t need much sugar to heal; a little sweetness is enough to drown them.

Long ago she thought that someone like her had long ago sealed her heart from being moved or excited by love, but when someone tried to approach and drag her into the mire, even though that person had not yet redeemed her, she already looked at that person with a different kind of longing.

Micaela tilts her head Savanna to look at him and asks, “Nico, why do you like me?”.

“Like a man who longs for freedom, who meets the wind and stays of his own free will.”

…

During the night, Nico’s cell phone rang, the familiar string of unknown numbers.

At first Nico didn’t want to answer, but the number kept blinking and bouncing, and Micaela, asleep in his arms, became annoyed and rolled over with a frown, so Nico answered the phone and stopped the ringing.

Micaela pressed herself against Nico’s arm, Nico didn’t yank her away for fear of waking her, he just lowered his voice to speak, “What’s wrong?”

Carlita’s soft voice came through the phone, “Nico, I’ve seen the rumors on the internet that Savanna is the illegitimate daughter of an actress, is it all sorted out, do you need mommy’s help?”

Nico frowned, mockingly, “Savanna is from La familia Amengual, and if I remember correctly, you’ve long since remarried, so what does Savanna’s affair have to do with Mrs. Carlita?”

Mrs. Carlita.

This was a total and utter treatment of her as a stranger.

Carlita’s face was a little puffy, she swallowed saliva and asked again with concern, “I see you’ve announced online that you have a girlfriend? Are you kidding, or is it…”

Nico couldn’t bear to hear her greet her in a normal motherly tone, it made him uncomfortable and he said coldly, “Ms. Carlita, my own mother died in a car accident 18 years ago, in what capacity are you asking me about my personal affairs now?”

Carl ita’s hand went stiff and cold as he gripped the phone, “Nico…”

But no matter how she argued, Nico would never forgive her again in his life, and Carlita felt helpless.

Only now she couldn’t even think of greeting the two brothers as a normal person and relationship….

Savanna, her daughter, whom she had never seen grow up.

Carlita opened her mouth to ask Nico to let her meet Savanna, but the words were on her lips and she swallowed them down.

Because she knew it was impossible for Nico to say yes.

He hated her for her betrayal of his father.

“Nico, between your father and me, it’s not what you think, I just came to the end of my conjugal feelings with him, I…”

Nico scoffed and said, “Mrs. Carlita is trying to tell me that love is not first? How can I listen to such ridiculous words from an adult? Second things first because second things don’t know the shame of decorum and the party comes first.”

It was so sharp and cold that Carlita could not utter a word.

“If infidelity in marriage can serve to rid oneself of the sin of cheating by reuniting with love, then all marital infidelity is forgivable. ”

Moreover, Carlita’s rant led directly to the car accident in which Efrain Amengual died.

In Nico’s case, that is the worst crime of all.

Micaela vaguely heard Nico talking to someone and rolled in his arms, wrapped her arms around his neck and sleepily asked, “Who are you talking to on the phone in the middle of the night?”

Nico tossed the phone aside, hiding the hostility in his eyes, kissed Micaela’s forehead and merely said, “Savanna called me in the middle of the night and asked me to order her a barbecue, she’s a pain in the ass.”

Micaela laughed out loud, “Savanna is still young and it’s normal for her to like late night snacks, it wouldn’t hurt to order them for her.”

“Ignore her, she can’t starve to death, let’s go to sleep.”