Devoted Love, Mr. Hayes’ Darling Wife

After looking at all the relevant information about the town of Tres Piedras that she found on her tablet, Micaela immediately asked Aida to book a flight to D-town.

D City is a mountain town with beautiful mountains and the people of Tres Piedras actually reside in the small town of D City.

Aida booked a ticket for the fastest flight to City of D. “Boss, I booked a ticket for today at 5pm, you should pack your bags and get ready to leave, I’m afraid I’m going to miss my flight.”

Micaela nodded and tucked the tablet and prepared papers and contracts into her large bag and indicated, “I’ll probably be gone for at least a week, so if anything happens in the office, feel free to contact me.”

“Okay, come on boss!”

Aida waved cheerfully.

Micaela smiled and carried her purse and the small suitcase she had packed to the elevator and headed for the subway garage on the negative first floor.

Before starting the car, Micaela unconsciously glanced again at the phone she had turned off in her hand. She picked it up, pressed the power button and, after half a second, put it back in her purse.

Forget it, I’ll have to turn my phone off even if I get on the plane later.Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Turning it on is just an added annoyance.

The relationship with that man long ago fell into a heavenly crack that will probably take a lifetime to fill.

Micaela started the car and the white Porsche pulled out of the parking lot.

No sooner had this white Porsche pulled out than a silver-gray Bugatti pulled into Walking Media’s subway parking garage.

Nico, pinching the kraft paper bag, stepped onto the elevator from the negative first floor and was stopped by the receptionist.

“Who are you looking for, sir, do you have an appointment?”

“I’m an old acquaintance of yours … Windy and I’m looking for her for something.”

“You have an appointment then?”

Nico has an air of sophistication and looks like a man in high office, but the girl at the front desk is very bossy and won’t let anyone through.

Nico, tall and with sharp dark eyes, glanced inside the office and walked in with a kraft paper bag in his hand, ignoring the receptionist.

“Sir, you can’t come in without an appointment! Sir…”

Aida bumped into Nico, who burst into the office, “President Nico?”.

Nico was slightly impressed with this Aida and asked with a slight frown, “Where is your boss?”.

Aida held up her coffee and said, “My boss just left on a business trip and the man has gone to the airport, President Nico if there is anything I can pass on to …”

Before Aida could finish her sentence, Nico interrupted her and asked, “Where is he going on business?”

“D. City,” Aida said, and immediately covered her quick mouth.

It looks like he’s leaking trade secrets …

If President Nico had also rushed to D-town to look for the town of Three Rock to sign up for the Yellow Springs series, it would have been a big mistake.

Aida tried to say something more circumspect, but Nico had already turned around and left the office.

Oh no, President Nico is not going to cut it!

A relationship is a relationship, but a business competition is a business competition … Bosses don’t fall for President Nico’s beauty ploy!

…

Nico caught up with me all the way.

The airport was so crowded that Nico was tall and leggy, but he had to wander around the huge airport for half a day before he could reach the long queue outside the waiting area.

Micaela is checking her ticket, ready to go in.

“Micaela!”

Micaela thought she heard things in her ears and ignored the voice until, once again, the familiar anxious voice rang out, “Micaela!”

It was then that she turned her head to look.

Nico stood there, his chest heaving and heaving, his gaze fixed on her in a deep, concentrated stare.

“I have something important to tell you.”

He was in such a hurry to get there, he shouldn’t lie.

Micaela stepped out of line with her ticket and ID and asked, as she approached Nico, “What’s up?”

Nico handed her the kraft paper bag he was holding.

“What is it?”

Nico looked at her with Savanna’s gaze and said, “Open it, the potion you were injected with two years ago, I’ve discovered it’s a hallucinogenic agent, an overdose will make the person hallucinate, but it will also cause blackouts and weakness.”

Micaela vaguely sensed something, but Nico’s words were half understood, and her fingers, which had opened the kraft paper bag, trembled unconsciously. “What does it mean?”

“What I mean is that you and Dario, at the time, had no substantial relationship, simply the drug effects of this tube of hallucinogens triggered an overly realistic brain image, so that both you and Dario thought you were having real sex.”

Micaela looked at the complicated list of ingredients and listened to Nico’s explanation, the corners of her lips curling up as she smiled.

The laugh was mocking to the extreme.

Micaela looked at him with a slightly red smile at the corners of her eyes and asked, “I mean, from start to finish, I haven’t physically cheated on you, nor have I betrayed you. However, do I carry that trumped up accusation that I was forced by you to give Kemena a blood transfusion and an abortion?”

Nico’s throat flipped and his eyes blinked several times, not daring to look at her.

The guilt, bone-deep, was so deep that he no longer knew the wrong place.

“… Is.” Nico looked at her and returned the word.

Micaela cupped those lab forms and fought the waves of shock that shook her heart, clenching her fists and glaring at Nico angrily. “Then what’s the point of telling me this, you didn’t force me to give Kemena a blood transfusion, or you didn’t abort our baby?”

Nico stood there, his face cold and tense, saying nothing, unable to give words.

“Are you telling me this to say that it was a misunderstanding and that the hurt between us can end?”

Micaela looked at him ridiculously.

Nico’s thin lips twitched as he slowly reached out for her hand and took her husky voice as he said, “Micaela, I want to spend my life making it up to you, and I want you to give me that chance.”

Micaela slapped his hand away, also throwing all the reports in her hand to the floor. “But I don’t want to! Nico, late and deep love is lighter than grass!”

Nico’s hand, which hung helplessly by the side of his pants, he wanted to reach out to hold her again, but he had lost his strength.

Because, he didn’t deserve it.

Micaela, her eyes reddening, fulminated at him with a single word: “Nico, leave me alone, I’m tired.

Don’t bother.

Ever resigned, Nico unwisely pulled Micaela into his arms as he turned around, with such force that Micaela couldn’t break free.

He hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to strangle her in his bones and blood, to melt into one, and bent over her shoulder, closing his eyes Savanna said, “Micaela, I can’t do it.

I can’t do without seeing her again.

She thought Nico couldn’t leave her when she was dead.

Now that she knew she was alive and well, how could she leave him?

Micaela curved her lips, smiled and said cruelly, “There’s nothing you can’t do, you’ll always get used to it, Nico, please let me go, every time I see you, it’s nothing but a heavy gash in my heart.”

It turned out to be a very painful thing to watch.

“But you said … you still loved me.”

Micaela whispered softly in his ear, “I can’t deny that I still love you now, but I can still say goodbye to you, I miss you, but I’m also glad that moving forward in life I won’t see you again.”

Nico stiffened, his blood seemed to freeze into ice at that moment, freezing his internal organs into a basement.

A momentary plunge into despair.

He let it out slowly and slowly, not wanting to think about it again.

He wasn’t about to hurt her again.

Micaela turned decisively and walked into the waiting room.

Nico was alone in the lobby of a crowded airport, he had lost the person he loved the most and was covering his face helplessly, like a child.

He wanted to beg, but he wasn’t even ready to beg.

That is the deepest, most unworthy indignity.