My Dear Mr. Nice novel Chapter 3

Chapter 3 : I'm sorry, I don't have any money.

Carlos got up and covered her with a thin blanket.

He had no interest in possessing her against her will!

-When the day comes that you say yes, I will possess you.

After a deep look at the unconscious Micaela, he thought, "I'm going to investigate this woman."

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Micaela had a long dream about her vaguely remembered parents and the roaring fire and her mother's voice when she was ten years old, when her mother and father took her on a car trip.

-Micaela, you have to survive....

She was in a coma for a long time because of the emotion of the accident, and when she woke up, she didn't remember anything before the accident, and she wondered why she had no family other than her deceased parents and her aunt Marta.

And her only family, Aunt Marta, was not willing to take her in.

She was sent to an orphanage where she was treated very well by the director, she had become so autistic as a result of the accident that she often didn't say a word all day, and it was the director who gradually opened her up.

But two years later, Aunt Marta suddenly came back to pick her up from the orphanage and offered to adopt her.

The director agreed on Micaela's behalf so that she could have a better living environment and study conditions.

She lived under the Elvira's roof, afraid of upsetting her aunt Marta and her cousin Adriana, but even after all her efforts, she was eventually sent to someone else's bed by her aunt Marta, whom she had called aunt for twenty years....

Micaela opened her eyes slowly, the sky was already illuminated, the atmosphere was unfamiliar, memories of the night before came back to her, she sat up abruptly, her hands strained to lift the blankets to check....

She was still in the same clothes as yesterday, though torn, and physically she felt no discomfort either.....

Micaela was relieved....

Apparently the man was finally good and didn't do anything to her.

She could not be more grateful to him.

She must have left, because the large room was silent, she was alone.

She rubbed her temples, her head still a little fuzzy.

The room was very large, simply furnished, but luxuriously decorated, and every object seemed valuable.

The most striking part were the three circles of magnificent crystal chandeliers on the ceiling that shone dazzlingly and beautifully throughout the room.

The man must have been very rich to afford such a luxurious hotel.

"Remember this bastard's name is Carlos!".

The words he said last night echoed in her head.

Carlos?

And that kiss...

Rubbing her tired eyes, she allowed herself to stop thinking about this for a moment and make some order in her mind.

Why did Aunt Marta do this, just because of that request for 1 million?

She knew Adriana hated her very much since she was a child, that's why Micaela couldn't wait to move into the dorm as soon as she started college, she even worked part-time during summer and winter vacations to minimize the chances of running into her cousin....

She got out of bed and saw a neatly folded dress on the bedside table.

Was it for her?

Micaela bit her lip, she hadn't expected the man to be so thoughtful.

She picked it up, it was a beautiful dress with a high cheongsam style collar....

Micaela unconsciously touched the back of her neck....

This dress was so too precious.

Micaela put the dress down and walked over to the huge mirror, the tattered silk jacket was no longer wearable, although the underwear was a very conservative wrap style, there was no way she was going to walk out the door with it, and the knee length skirt was wrinkled and straw-like....

After some hesitation, Micaela put on the dress, her hairpin was nowhere to be seen, pulled back her long hair, opened the door and hesitated.

Could she just leave?