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My Dear Mr. Nice novel Chapter 199

Chapter 199 : I kiss you a little late.

Marcos looked towards Adriana. They were staring at Micaela. In her eyes he could see anger, envy and desire.

He knew Adriana had done something to make Micaela suffer, but he didn't want to reproach her. She didn't like it, but she was faking it to get what she wanted.

Marcos approached her and hugged her too. They left.

Ivanna was surprised by what Marcos did. She had never seen him do things like that.

Hector rubbed his forehead. He saw an unfamiliar woman. She was beautiful, but she looked sad and lonely.

It was Alba.

Someone called her on the phone. Alba took out her cell phone. It was Micaela. She looked at Eric.

-There were so many people who can explain what happened. You don't need me. I'm leaving.

She left as she finished the words.

-I'm sorry. He's leaving fast, Carlos. Come down, we're in the parking lot.

"I'm not one of you, okay?"

He remembered being very impressed by her wonderful appearance when he walked in, like the day he saw the photo he took, in which he and Micaela were embracing.

-No need. Call me if you want to come to the company in the afternoon.

He said in a normal tone as if nothing was wrong.

Micaela's red fingers came to mind. He felt regret.

-I'm sorry. I didn't know the shoes don't fit. It's your size, but they're narrower.

-It's okay. It doesn't hurt at first. I just feel a little sore after I take them off. Let's go to lunch.

-They're calling me to come home. They say they need to tell me something.

He made up an excuse. He knew Micaela believed it.

Indeed, she didn't insist.

-Okay. I'll call you later.

-Chao.

Micaela and Carlos sat in the car. Diego started the car.

He hung up the phone and heard Carlos order Diego to take them to the hospital.

-Don't be exaggerated. It's not necessary.

Micaela didn't have her shoes on. She sat in the car with bare feet. Carlos carefully put Micaela's legs on his own knees and began to check them.

Micaela blushed. But she didn't dare resist Carlos.

-I'm fine. I just need some ointment.

Carlos said nothing. He didn't want her to work at Brillantella. Only half a day had passed and Micaela had suffered so much.

He opened the refrigerator door but then closed it. He took a bottle of water from the back. He opened the lid and handed it to Micaela. Micaela was so thirsty that she drank it all.

-Mr. Aguayo, where are we going?

Diego was confused. One said they were going to the hospital, and one didn't want to.

-To Nyisrenda.

Aguayo called the domestic doctor to come and Sofia to prepare the food.

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