-Carlos, I have to tell you that the sister-in-law asked for your approval to add your Whatsapp. If I hadn't used this app with your phone number, I wouldn't know when you would know it!
Carlos raised his eyebrows and looked towards Micaela.
Micaela broke away from Carlos' hand, stared at Tomas angrily and said blushing.
-Who is your sister-in-law? Don't shout! Adding Whatsapp is a very normal action between friends!
Carlos noticed her face slightly and understood that she was embarrassed, but he still felt a little uncomfortable because she anxiously defined the relationship between them as friends.
Nevertheless, Micaela believed that Whatsapp was from Carlos and so she went to add it, which made it to Carlos particularly pleasant.
Carlos spoke to Micaela in her ear in a low voice.
-Well, it's my fault, for not using Whatsapp. Now I'm going to download it.
"The fault is mine?"
Tomas' expression seemed to have been struck by lightning. How could his proud brother admit the mistake so matter-of-factly?
"Is this woman so magical?"
Tomas was in a great hurry to explain himself, knowing he needed to divert his brother's attention so as not to irritate him. Seeing Carlos' smile then, Tomas immediately understood that Micaela was the key person and said at once.
How smart sister-in-law is! As soon as she got into the car, she figured out that it wasn't you. All this happened within seconds! If I hadn't kept my face to the side, she probably wouldn't have gotten in the car.
Carlos' smile deepened.
Carlos admired Micaela's intelligence, took her hand affectionately and they walked to his car.
Seeing that they were about to get in, Tomas immediately chased after them and shouted.
-Carlos, where are you going? I don't want to go to Africa!
Diego opened the door. Carlos got into the car after Micaela sat inside.
Diego closed the door and sat in the driver's seat.
Carlos rolled down the car window.
-You have two minutes to delete your stuff on my cell phone and return the Whatsapp to me.
Then Carlos raised the window again.
The car drove away ostentatiously.
Tomas pulled out his phone immediately. That Whatsapp was his other account, which was used by him to flirt with women when he was bored. He didn't add the contacts of Carlos' friends, except for Micaela's.
He blacklisted all the contacts except Micaela's. Before exiting the application, he saw a message appear on the screen as follows:
Your Whatsapp account has been registered on another device.
"Fuck, it only gave me two minutes, not one more! Luckily, I deleted things fast."
Tomas lifted his head to glance towards the car driving away. Although Carlos didn't tell him where it went, it didn't stop him from following up either.
Tomas made the decision on the spur of the moment, jumped in his car and gave chase right away.
He sniffed in his car where there was still a scent exclusive to women.
"How yummy is this smell, it's definitely not from the perfume!"
Tomas admitted that his brother was allergic to all kinds of perfume. He then understood that Micaela was a rather special woman to Carlos.
Tomas met Micaela because he had a private information network that was the most sophisticated.
At first, Carlos did not ask Tomas for the favor of researching Micaela's life experience, but he did not find anything in the pipeline either, so he handed over this task to him by a phone call.
After doing the research, naturally Tomas discovered that Carlos was definitely in love with Micaela.
At that moment, Tomas felt quite surprised because his older brother was like a snowy mountain and no one dared to rush him into marriage in an obvious way.
"It looks like this stone is finally blooming! "
Considering the phone number he bought for Carlos, imminently Tomas connected the Whatsapp to use.
Seeing Micaela's notification to add the contact, Tomas accepted the approval first and planned to chat with her to find out what she was like if he had the chance.
Then, after returning to the country, Tomas sent Whatsapp messages to Micaela with a motive to take advantage of favorable circumstances to pick her up.
The car turned around and drove steadily to the city center.
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