Devoted Love, Mr. Hayes’ Darling Wife

Xaviera Canizales was sitting on a wicker chair, thermos in hand, drinking hot water, nonchalantly looking at the small group of actors there, giving no importance to a female understudy like Micaela.

Xaviera Canizales sat to one side and said with derision, “Director, this understudy doesn’t look like me, at least find one that looks a little like me, even if it’s a third one.”

The director grunted and cursed under his breath, “You want a body double and a dedicated character, huh?”.

“Director, what are you saying? I didn’t hear you.”

The director immediately said loudly, “Oh, I say, this female understudy doesn’t look like you, but there is no one else on the set with a body similar to yours, this female understudy is even thinner and whiter than you, if this scene airs later, the audience will definitely praise you for being beautiful!”

Those present on the set looked down and smiled, the director was choked for words.

Xaviera Canizales immediately burst out, “Director, what do you mean you’re saying that this actress is prettier than me, Xaviera Canizales?”

Whiter than her, thinner than her.

Is that a disguised way of calling her ugly and fat, Xaviera Canizales?

The principal didn’t accept her words, and Xaviera Canizales couldn’t argue with her alone, so Xaviera Canizales folded her arms and sulked.

After a while, Xaviera Canizales laughed disdainfully and said “This film is financed by the Amengual Group, I have a good personal relationship with Mr. Nico, and I was chosen by Mr. Nico to be the female lead. ”

The director gritted his teeth, the woman, and brought up Mr. Nico to give his opinion.

Micaela’s eyelashes fluttered slightly as she listened to Nico, and she looked unconsciously towards Xaviera Canizales.

Xaviera Canizales had an innocent and silly face.

Truth be told, Micaela hadn’t expected Nico to prefer her these days.

Micaela’s makeup and look didn’t take long to arrive and the people on the set were stunned and gave Micaela some impressive looks.

Xaviera Canizales was instantly taken with Micaela’s heroine look.

Micaela’s beauty is striking, unmistakable, radiant and awe-inspiring.

Even director Gabino, who has seen a lot of people, could not help a glint of awe in his eyes when he saw Micaela’s makeup.

Director Gabino patted Micaela on the shoulder and said, “Do a good job.”

Micaela nodded without being condescending.

The film crew entered the freezer.

Micaela, wearing a thin dress, sat on the cold freezer floor, shivering and blushing.

It wasn’t even necessary to act, because this cold, it was serious.

Damn, it was a thousand hard won. She counted the sheep in her mind, hoping that when she reached a hundred, the manager would ask for a card.

It was so cold, the cold made his teeth fight.

The director shot the scene in the freezer for half an hour, and Micaela spent half an hour freezing in her summer dress.

When she finally came out of the freezer, the stage manager helped Micaela out.

Micaela’s limbs were frozen and her face was purple with cold.

Director Gabino, seeing how difficult it was for a young girl, asked her with concern, “Is everything all right?”

The first thing Micaela asked was, “Director, when will the thousand dollars be paid?”.

Director Gabino was a man of nature, and when he heard this, he snorted a laugh, called the accountant and ordered, “Pay your share later.”

“Yes, director.”

Micaela’s mouth went white, “Thank you, director.”

Director Gabino smiled, “Go change!”.

Micaela had settled for two thousand dollars on the set for the day and took the luxury of taking a cab on the way home.

Once in the cab, she called Pastora Apostol.

Pastora Apostol asked him, “How much did you make on the set today?”.

“Two thousand, someday I’ll buy you dinner.”

Pastora Apostol was dumbfounded: “That much? Actors do make a lot of money, when you get to be a supporting actress or something, I’m sure you’ll be rich.”

Micaela wrapped herself in her down jacket, the icy cold spreading across her chest, shivering, “It’s like selling my life for money, I feel like my soul is freezing right now.”

“What did you do for a living?”

“I was the understudy for the lead actress and I was freezing in a dress for half an hour in a freezer at eighteen degrees below zero.”

Pastora Apostol scolded her, “What are you doing? Micaela, do you want to die?”.

Micaela, well wrapped in her down jacket, exhaled a white sigh and mocked the caller: “I’d rather have money than life, because I’m poor and it’s also very hard to have life.”

“You still have a heart for joking, let me come to your house later and make you some hot porridge and red date soup, where are you now?”.

Micaela was dizzy from the cold and said, “Don’t come, I’ll go home and have a hot bath and sleep, I’ll make my own food if I’m hungry, you shouldn’t come.”

“Well, okay then, you must remember to take a hot bath first when you get home to get rid of the cold, and remember to call me if you don’t feel well tonight.”

“Um, okay, I’ll hang up now. I’m freezing my sister to death.”

“Wow, you’re out of money.”

Micaela laughed playfully, “Two thousand okay, I’ll buy you a meal at the bottom of the sea.”

“De, sis, you go home and take a hot bath.”

…

Micaela took a cab, arrived at her house, opened the door and, as soon as she pressed the light, she saw Nico sitting on the sofa.

She froze.

What kind of zodiacal day was it, what was Nico doing on a raid.

He had been missing for half a year and she wasn’t in the mood or able to attend to him today.

She was freezing to death.

Micaela, wrapped in a thick long black down coat, was standing in the doorway, the corners of her lips twitching faintly in an unnatural smile. “Mr. Nico, what brings you here today all of a sudden?”.

Nico examined her with a deep look and stood up, walking towards her on two long legs, looking at her out of the corner of his eye, “What, by the looks of it, am I not welcome?”

Micaela swallowed saliva, “No, I’m not feeling well today.”

Nico’s tall, erect body closed over her and pushed her against the door, his gaze locked on her dangerously, “Are you really feeling unwell, or are you just being superficial with me?”

“…”

“Do you know that when you accept a favor from me, you have to pay your debts?”

“…”

Micaela’s head was dizzy and her gaze was already a little sluggish when she looked at Nico in front of her, whose face, little by little, became two.

Her head felt warm and her body felt cold.

Nico grabbed her chin, “Micaela?”.

Micaela stood up and touched her forehead and spoke in a very nasal voice, “Mr. Nico, I think I’m sick, make yourself comfortable, I’m going to take a hot shower.”

Micaela turned to leave, but Nico had already pulled her back into his arms.

The large, warm, slender hand rested on her forehead.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

As if sensing Micaela’s warm forehead, the man frowned as he reached down and lifted Micaela into his arms.

Micaela, clinging to her last vestiges of sanity, asked in a weak, husky voice, “What?”

Nico carried her across the room and out the door, looking at her and saying in a deep voice, “To see a doctor. I don’t want to sleep with a woman who may burn with meningitis yet.”

Micaela buried her head in his warm chest, the corners of her lips curling up faintly as she murmured unconsciously, “Mr. Nico, you are so warm.”

Nico let out a “hmm” and looked up at her, “Do you like it?”.

Micaela snuggled into his warm embrace and smiled, “You couldn’t like it more.”

Nico was slightly stunned, was it an act or was it the truth?