My Dear Mr. Nice novel Chapter 4

Chapter 4 : Your love

Micaela entered gingerly, stepped on something lumpy under her feet and looked down to see that it was girl's underwear!

It was black with a special detail....

Micaela withdrew her foot and her small hand unconsciously covered her mouth to keep from screaming.

She raised her eyes to follow the men's and women's clothes strewn along the path to....

Marcos' master bedroom.

Micaela felt like the world was spinning!

A violent heartbeat was telling her that this was not a dream.

"No, it can't be...

Marcos... Marcos said he only wanted me!

Micaela, you have to believe him, maybe it's a misunderstanding, maybe it's not Marcos who's in there....

You should get out of here...".

Micaela was saying it to herself, but another voice in her mind reminded her:

"Don't hesitate, open the door and see for yourself".

Finally, Micaela trembled and approached the ajar door....

Then she heard the sound of her heart breaking into little pieces.

-Marcos, do you love me?

-Honey, of course I love you, you're the one I love the most.....

-Oh, don't you love your Micaela anymore?

-Don't mention that killjoy name, she's not as good as you, three years of dating and she still won't let me touch her, she says that about saving the first time for the wedding night, but does she take me for a monk or what? You're different, you're a real sorceress in bed....

Micaela clasped her hands tightly over her ears and slid against the wall to sit on the floor....

The voices of the two reached her choppy ears.

"Micaela, you still don't believe it?

Are you still worried that he'll blame himself for not protecting you?

It's ridiculous, he's... Wait...".

Micaela wiped her tears, "That woman, that voice...".

Micaela got up and, without hesitation, she opened the door to the room with a bang.

-Ah! Marcos, someone has come in!

The woman screamed and pushed Marcos away, cowering in a corner wrapped in the blanket and deliberately covering her face.

She was a popular model, if the paparazzi took pictures of her, her career was over!

Marcos wrapped a towel around himself in panic and froze as he turned to see Micaela in tears.

Micaela saw remorse in his eyes!

That was ridiculous!

She rushed forward in a few steps and tried to pull the quilt that covered the woman's face....

Marcos tried to stop her and Micaela slapped him away.

-Marcos, help me!

The woman tugged at the blanket and refused to let go, and Micaela wouldn't let go either. They both pulled, and although she had the answer in her mind, she was still reluctant!

-Stop it, Micaela, stop it! -Marcos shouted.

Micaela let go of his hand, told him to stop....

However, the woman under the sheets suddenly let go of his hand and saw that it was indeed Micaela, then the corners of her lips curved into a smile.

-Look who's here, if it isn't Micaela! -she said and sat down around the quilt.

-Adriana, it's really you..." muttered Micaela, her rage rising in her as she looked at the smug Adriana.

-Why did you do this? Why did you...?