Micaela stepped back to keep a distance from him and didn't let him get close. But when she stepped back further, she was farther away from the door. She kept telling herself over and over in her heart that Carlos would come and she would be saved.
-Aren't you broke? I'm going to give you money. Let me go, please.
Nervously Micaela tried to communicate with him.
-Pretty girl, are you sure you have money? I recently heard that you went from an orphanage. So how can you have the money, or have you found some rich man?
Mr. Gallo was touched by her words but kept talking.
-You are so beautiful, attractive and aromatic. As the saying goes, I die under the peonies, I even feel happy even if I become a ghost!
He took a step forward and forced Micaela back to the corner.
Micaela grabbed the mop to the side and shook it, but the man had great strength like an ox, grabbed the mop at once, then stole it from her with a strong tug and threw it behind him.
Micaela wanted to take the chance to run away, however, she was grabbed by the arm by him and pushed towards the wall. He reached out to rip the collar of Micaela's shirt so hard that the two buttons flew off.
-Ah! Get away! Let go of me!
Micaela screamed aloud, completely disorganized, struggling to break free from his grip.
Her tears also came out and she thought only of Carlos in her mind.
"When is Carlos coming to save me? He'll come for sure. He's going to rescue me every time, isn't he?"
The phone ringing rang again and again under the sink incessantly.
Mr. Gallo grabbed Micaela's flailing arm and focused on her exposed skin with his eyes.
Even though only a bit of her white skin was visible below the collarbone, it still made Mr. Gallo feel exciting.
As soon as he was about to put his head down, the bathroom door kicked open with a big sound.
Mr. Gallo still didn't have time to see who was coming in, then he was punched hard in the face and knocked to the floor with blows.
Carlos fixed Micaela with tears on his face, and his heart was very tight.
Seeing the torn cleavage, he immediately took off his jacket and moved forward to wrap it completely around her.
Micaela was still frightened and breathed, emotionless in her gaze at Carlos.
Carlos had never been so irritated!
Carlos turned his head hastily and looked at Mr. Gallo, who was still sitting on the floor.
Mr. Gallo spit out a bloody tooth, looked at Carlos who had a rather fierce face, and wiggled his butt backwards in fear.
Ernesto and the others arrived shortly.
Carlos ran too fast, so they didn't catch up with him and just watched him kick the door of the room in the corner.
When they entered the bathroom, they found that Micaela was wrapped in Carlos' clothes and stood in the corner trembling.
Meanwhile, Carlos, filled with anger, walked step by step towards the man sitting on the floor.
He bent down, grabbed Mr. Gallo by the neck and lifted him up.
Carlos pushed him a few steps forward and forced him against the wall.
Mr. Gallo looked at Carlos with his legs bent and stammered.
-She's the one seducing me! I come in here and then she comes in to seduce me!
Carlos gave him a sharp look with his chest heaving!
-What are you saying?
Mr. Gallo had just been punched and in front of his eyes there seemed to be stars, but he didn't recognize Carlos, who was the one who took Micaela at the hotel the last time.
He hurried to excuse himself and was afraid of Carlos' look as if he was going to kill him, so he said nonsense.
-Don't let yourself be deceived by that woman. She is frivolous, and she has seduced me.
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