Devoted Love, Mr. Hayes’ Darling Wife

Micaela made Thai lemon chicken feet and the fried chicken Savanna Amengual wanted, jump three vegetarian dishes and a soup.

It looked quite filling and appetizing.

As the meal was about to begin, a cab suddenly arrived at the entrance of the villa.

A girl in a bean green dress got out of the car.

Savanna Amengual’s appetite was taken away in an instant: “What is Florence doing here?”.

Savanna Amengual turned her head toward Nico and questioned, “Brother, did you tell her to come?”

Nico wasn’t sure how Florencia knew he lived in Lago de la Luna, “No.”

As soon as Florencia entered the house, she saw that Micaela was there, “What a coincidence, sister, are you here too?”.

Savanna Amengual grimaced with her little arms, “Why are you in my brother’s house?”.

Florencia looked at Nico with some shyness, “Last time Mr. Nico agreed to go out with me, but Mr. Nico never came to see me, I thought Mr. Nico was too busy, so I asked Grandfather Amengual for Mr. Nico’s address. I … I’m not bothering Mr. Nico, am I?”.

Savanna Amengual resisted the urge to blink at his posture and said coldly, “Of course I’m interrupting, we were just about to eat!”.

Florencia approached and said, “I haven’t eaten either, may I join you?”.

Savanna Amengual: “…”

Nico leaned back in his chair, neither refusing nor agreeing, with a twinkle in his eye, clearly watching from the other side of the fence, oblivious to the situation.

Micaela was generous, “Since you’re here, let’s sit down to eat together.”

Florencia immediately took Micaela’s arm, as if she were a sisterly love, “Sister, you are very kind.”

Micaela kept her smile discreet, her red lips pressed to Florencia’s ear, and told her in a voice that only two people could hear, “No need.”

Florence pulled out a chair and sat down next to Micaela, “Sister, you made all these dishes, how come I didn’t know you were such a good cook before?”

Micaela said quietly, “Isn’t that normal? While I was investigating how white buns could go down overnight, you were sitting at the big table eating dishes made by the cook.”

This was true, but Florencia didn’t know how to take it, and just laughed dryly, “Are you purposely trying to sell yourself in front of Mr. Nico, sis? Were you that miserable when you were in La familia Matamoros? Dad and mom loved you.”

Micaela smiled weakly and dismissed it.

Savanna Amengual was stunned, unaware of Micaela and Florencia’s relationship, “Sister Micaela, are you and Florencia sisters?”

Florencia: “Yes.”

Micaela: “No.”

Almost in unison.

Micaela curved her lips and explained lightly, “My mother only had me as a daughter, and after my mother’s death, my father remarried and brought in a strange woman and child, so ostensibly I have one more sister.”

Micaela’s words, not too soft, not too salty, but Florence’s face was changing.

Micaela was still smiling coquettishly and turned her head to Florence, “Am I right, sister?”

“…”

Savanna Amengual blurted, “Ah, so Florencia is the daughter of a concubine?”

Florence’s face, red and black, and her hands under the table, clenched into fists.

She had not come here to be humiliated by them!

Florence forced a smile from the corner of her lips, “Savanna, the Qing dynasty is dead, what concubines or not, it’s all free marriage now, the first wife passed away, does my father deserve to be a widower for the rest of his life?”

Micaela picked up a piece of fried chicken and added it to her bowl, saying nonchalantly, “Yes, the Qing dynasty is dead, so it’s understandable to cheat one’s own wife, right?”

Florence gritted her teeth, on the verge of breaking them.

What did Micaela mean, that she was the daughter of a mistress?

Savanna Amengual emitted a long, meaningful “oh” as she made sense of the relationship, much to Florencia’s embarrassment.

Florencia was afraid that Savanna Amengual would speak out and tell her schoolmates that her mother was a mistress.

Savanna Amengual is from a good family, she is pretty, she is well liked at school and has a lot of little brothers and sisters behind her. If Savanna Amengual said anything bad, word would spread through the whole class and the whole class would despise her.

She couldn’t let that happen.Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

During the whole meal, Nico didn’t say a word, as if whatever they were saying had nothing to do with him, immovable and powerful.

When Micaela got ready to clear the table after dinner, Nico went upstairs without looking back and ordered, “Micaela, come with me.”

It was as if the class teacher called him into the office after a mistake at school.

Savanna Amengual took the rag out of Micaela’s hand, “Micaela, you have to go, my brother has a bad temper and he’s going to get mad at you if you don’t! I’m going to clean the table.”

Florencia watched Micaela and Nico’s back as they walked upstairs, jealous, but unable to openly follow them.

Florencia only asked Savanna Amengual as an aside: “Savanna, do you think … my sister really likes Mr. Nico?”.

Savanna Amengual cleared the table and said nonchalantly, “So what if she does, a man is single, a woman is single, isn’t it normal that Micaela’s sister likes my brother?”

“But … but Mr. Nico already has a girlfriend.”

Savanna Amengual looked deliberately into the air and next door, “Who is it, why don’t I know?”

Florencia coughed lightly, “Grandfather Amengual said Mr. Nico and I should date first and then get engaged when I turn eighteen.”

Savanna Amengual, “Oh, and you knew that’s what my grandfather said.”

Florencia wondered, “What does that mean?”

Savanna Amengual said to Florencia with a straight face, “What my grandfather says, is only good for my grandfather himself, because what my grandfather says has nothing to do with my brother, and my brother never listens to my grandfather, especially when it comes to finding a girlfriend.”

“… But Grandfather Amengual, after all, is an old man, and Mr. Nico is so filial, I’m sure …”

Florence has not finished speaking, Savanna Amengual broke the white bald hand to calculate, “Let’s see, a month ago, my brother even put my grandfather in the hospital, that eye you see my filial brother, my brother is the most deviant and most unsympathetic and wolfish person in the world. ”

Nico: … Who do you call … heart of a wolf and lung of a dog?

Florence was stunned and laughed awkwardly, “Savanna, what kind of sister talks about her brother like that. I’m sure Mr. Nico didn’t mean it, and besides, Mr. Nico himself promised to make me his girlfriend.”

Savanna Amengual didn’t look at Florencia, she stared at the grease stain on the table and wiped it hard, and said “Oh” without any change of attitude.

It was as if she didn’t believe Florencia at all.

Florencia took a deep breath, repressed her anger and said, “Savanna, we are family now, I hope you won’t take the side-eye, after all, I will be your sister-in-law in a few years.”

Savanna Amengual stopped wiping her hands on the table and looked amused at Florencia: “You want to be my sister-in-law so much? You want to be my grandmother, my grandfather lacks a wife.”

“Savanna Amengual … don’t overdo it!”

…

Upstairs, inside the studio.

Micaela had just followed Nico into the studio when the man turned, wrapped his large arm around her waist and pushed her against the panel of the studio door.

Micaela’s back slammed against the door panel and her eyes were caught by Nico’s deep, playful dark eyes.

“What?” Nico stared at her, “Staring at me like that?”.

Micaela: “…”

She was the one who wanted to ask him what he was doing!

“What did Mr. Nico want me to come up here again for?”.

Nico looked back and commented critically, “Tonight’s fried chicken, it’s salty.”

How was he going to bother tasting the food, if the bustle of the table didn’t affect his appetite?

Micaela said, “Next time I’ll make it a little lighter.”

Nico looked at her, “Is it true that in La familia Matamoros you used to eat scones from one day to the next?”.

“That was when I was a kid. What the hell, Mr. Nico is going to help me get even.”

Nico grabbed her suddenly, lifted her high and pressed her more intimately against the door, the man’s hot breath rolling in her ear, “Let’s see how you do.”

Micaela’s heart missed half a beat.