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My Dear Mr. Nice novel Chapter 120

Chapter 120 : Let's go on a date.

Micaela was a little embarrassed but didn't pull her hand away.

-But I do care. I'm even more worried that your family will care if I'm really going to marry you.

-Of course you have to marry me. Do you want to marry someone else?

Carlos interrupted her sadly. In his mind he remembered Mario at the orphanage, who had a clear and firm look. If Mario wasn't a spoiled child, Carlos would have a feeling of crisis!

Micaela blushed and continued saying.

-I don't want to be below you. Of course you have a higher class, but I wish at least the difference wouldn't be so big. Besides, it's because of my cousin Adriana. I heard from my piano teacher that I loved playing the piano as a child and that was my dream, but after I returned to the Elvira Family, Adriana stole my piano and even told me that it was hers. She has stolen my dream! Now, I also want to let you experience that the dream is blown away by the theft.

Carlos looked at the girl who made him touched. She was dignified and sympathetic, she was not going to admit defeat, and even her personality of responding to violence with violence made her glow so much that he could not look away from her even more!

The green light came on and a horn sounded from behind, then Carlos started the car to drive following the traffic.

Micaela saw that he didn't speak anymore and felt slightly uneasy.

-Carlos, do you hate me like this? Am I too mean?

-No, I like you like this, my wife. Of course you can't be so weak as to be mistreated and swallow insults with submission!

He wanted very much to ruin the Elvira Family for her and expel all those who had humiliated her since Teladia!

Micaela seemed to have seen his thoughts and said anxiously.

-Carlos, I need to harness my own strength to get what I deserve! I promise I will tell you if I have problems or difficulties. Don't do anything to help me in secret. At least let me know what you are doing for me.

Carlos smiled, looked at Micaela and said lightly.

-Now you know everything, don't you?

Micaela bit her lip and said.

-There's one more thing I don't know.

-What is it?

Micaela looked at Carlos' perfect profile and asked.

-Near my house where I'm living now, where are the neighbors from before and the settlers from upstairs? How did you get them to move out?

Carlos turned his head and looked at Micaela. He liked the way she looked at him without distractions.

-The whole community there is in my name now. For your safety and the comfort in which you can live undisturbed, there are no other residents on the floor where you live, nor upstairs. When you moved in, I arranged for them to move out.

Micaela was quite surprised. How exaggerated was her behavior! Was the whole community hers?

Did she buy it for herself? So, was he really the owner?

It turned out they had moved in early. It was no wonder he had never met a neighbor after moving in or heard a sound from upstairs!

How thoughtful Carlos was!

Carlos said seriously.

-Micaela, do what you want. I won't stop you if you're happy. As for the contract, I'll find time to go with you.

Micaela recovered from the surprise, nodded with gratitude, and for Carlos' company, she felt a confidence.

-You...

-Baby, don't say thank you.

Carlos took the initiative to speak.

-I'll let you say something more like what I love to hear.

Micaela blinked her eyes and blushed slightly. He was so kind to her, and this woman was incapable of making any rewards, but if he wouldn't let her show appreciation, she couldn't say other nauseating words either, so she only spoke after much thought.

-Carlos, you look very handsome today.

Carlos was in a good mood. He naturally had a lot of confidence in his appearance because he had always heard the compliments around him since he was a child.

However, when the others said a thousand words, they didn't sound as pleasant as Micaela's words. Seeing her flushed face, Carlos couldn't help but joke with her.

-Really? Only today?

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