Devoted Love, Mr. Hayes’ Darling Wife

Savanna Amengual ignored Florencia and ran into the living room to watch Variety.

Florencia looked up at the closed studio and, feeling anxious, went to the kitchen, cut up a plate of fruit and brought it upstairs.

“Knock, knock, knock.”

Florence knocked on the studio door, “Mr. Nico, I’ve cut fruit, would you like some?”.

Through a door, Nico buried himself in Micaela’s neck and laughed, “Tell him, do I eat it or not.”

Micaela: … pervert.

Micaela’s face flushed for him, her hands were around his neck, but her gaze was straight and unnecessary, her lips were slightly hooked, “The person at the door is your fiancee, is this considered cheating?”

Nico’s thin lips curved slightly, “It’s more exciting.”

He really didn’t feel embarrassed either.

The woman’s red lips came close to his ear and murmured in a very provocative tone, “So … brother-in-law, you have to step up your game or you’ll disappoint me.”

Nico cupped her chin with his long fingers, a smile hidden under his deep-set eyes, “What did you just call me?”

“Antiquity, isn’t that what a brother-in-law is?”

Nico looked down and pressed his thin lips against the woman’s, “Is it exciting to make out with your brother-in-law?”

Micaela: “… is it good?”

Outside the door, Florencia knocks again, “Mr. Nico, I’m going to open the door for you and come in…”.

Florencia’s hand, resting on the door handle.

Inside the door, Micaela wraps her arms around Nico’s neck and lets him in, “Your girlfriend is coming in.”

“Knock.”

Micaela gladly cooperates, “Mmmm ~ Mr. Nico ~ you’re bad ~”

Bad?

Nico decided to show her how bad he is.

…

Florence’s whole face darkened as she heard the ambiguous voice.

She stood in front of the studio door, carrying her fruit, and stood there for a moment, a little embarrassed.

“They do that a lot.”

Florence was so startled that she almost dropped the tray of fruit in her hand and turned to see Savanna Amengual, who was staring at her with her arms crossed.

“Why are you standing behind me and scaring me?”.

Savanna Amengual raised her eyebrows, “You were obviously too focused on eavesdropping.”

Florence, furious and annoyed at being knocked out, blushed hotly and ran downstairs with her plate of fruit over Savanna Amengual’s shoulder, resentful and angry.

Savanna Amengual looked at the study door and shook her head, “Tch, my brother is such a beast.”

…

A month later, Micaela began shooting for her role as the third girl, a role so heavy that she took a long leave of absence from school.

For fear of missing too many classes and failing final exams, Micaela took many textbooks and materials with her to study during the shoot.

The plot development and the abusive relationship between the hero and heroine are almost all foreseen and planned by the third girl, who is very dark.

The night before shooting, Micaela sat on her bed reading the script, and when she was about to fall asleep, she grabbed her phone and just wanted to turn on the flight, she slipped into Facebook and sent a message to Nico: “Mr. Nico, tomorrow I’m going to the mountains to shoot a movie in Mr. Severo, then I’ll be out of town for a month or so, take care! I love you”.

She sent this message because she was afraid Nico would come to the Fiesta del Rio road looking for her and run away.

With Nico’s temper, he would definitely get mad if she ran away.

So Micaela calmed her down beforehand.

Although, in the last month, Nico hadn’t seen her two or three times, only once every half a month on average, and he didn’t do anything else, he basically spent it in bed.

When Nico received this Facebook message, he was still working late at the office, having slept for days on a big development project.

Campoverde had fallen asleep next to him and Nico kicked him awake.

Campoverde wiped the roughness from the corner of his mouth and woke up a little, “Mr. Nico, would you like to make coffee?”

“No brewing. I’m going out now, so go home to shower and get some sleep too, and let the old folks know about the ten a. m. meeting.”

Campoverde nodded, “Okay, Mr. Nico where are you going, I’ll take you.”

Nico tugged at his neck tie and said, “No need.”

The man grabbed the car keys and left the office.

Campoverde looked at the calendar on his desk and realized.

Ah, he remembered, tomorrow was the day Miss Micaela was to go to Mr. Severo’s mountains to shoot on the set of “Above the Clouds.”

So Mr. Nico is running away to enjoy his young body in the middle of the night?

The hard-working man, who has been working late for days, has to go home to bed now.

…

In the apartment on Fiesta del Rio Street.

Micaela read the script until 12:30, turned off the lights and went to bed, just as she fell asleep, she heard a door opening in a blur.

Micaela thought the house had been burglarized.

In the darkness, Micaela picked up a glass vase and cautiously got out of bed.

Micaela hid in the corner of the wall, and when Nico approached, Micaela grabbed the vase and smashed it over her head.

Luckily, Nico was quick to notice and was good enough to choke her wrist, “You want to murder the gold master, don’t you?”.

Micaela was surprised, “Mr. Nico, how come it’s you?”

“What do you mean it’s me, who else could it be?”.

She sounded like she was disappointed.

Micaela let out a dry laugh and said apologetically, “It’s very late, I didn’t expect you to come.”

Micaela put down the crystal vase in her hand, and Nico put an arm around her waist and pressed her against the wall, his voice low and muffled as he asked, “Didn’t you text me that you were going to the set tomorrow to shoot a scene?”

“Yes, I probably won’t see Mr. Nico for another month.” Micaela looks sad.

Nico: “You look happy?”.

Micaela denies the trifecta, “I’m not.”

Nico growls arrogantly and kisses her, but forgets he still has his glasses on the bridge of his nose and bumps into Micaela.

Micaela laughs, “Mr. Nico, you hit me with the glasses.”

Nico indicated, “Take them off and kiss me.”

The tone was unmistakable.

The great man.

Micaela: “…”

Micaela reaches up to take the silver-rimmed glasses off the bridge of his nose, stands on tiptoe, wraps her arms around his neck and kisses him.

Nico lifts her up.

The two lean against the wall in an uncontrollable kiss.

Micaela reaches up and touches his high, hard nose. Nico has a ridge on the bridge of her nose, a ridge of bone not normally found on the bridge of a person’s nose, which makes her look ascetic and haughty, very aristocratic.

Amid the tangle, Nico’s voice was low and magnetic when he asked her, “Enjoying touching the bridge of my nose?”

“I just didn’t expect Mr. Nico to be nearsighted.”

“I’ve been up to par lately, I’m not a nerd, how can I be nearsighted.” Nico frowned slightly, without much patience, as he explained himself.

Micaela’s back, touched the lamp ignition, and with a click, the living room light came on.

Micaela looked at Nico and handed him back the glasses in her hand, guffawing, “Looks like Mr. Nico looks better in glasses.

The Svengali kind.

Normally people look civilized with glasses, but Nico was so full of bandits that he looked a little more sinister with a pair of silver-rimmed glasses.

Nico forgot to take his glasses off when he left the house, but he usually never wears them.

Nico set Micaela down and said, “I’m starving, fix something to eat.”

Micaela opened the refrigerator door and there was bok choy and small eggs, and a tube of yang chun noodles.

“Bok choy and egg noodles?”

Micaela asked him, Nico had gone to the couch in the living room and was leaning there with his eyes closed.

He hadn’t taken his glasses off the bridge of his nose, the three buttons at the top of his shirt collar were unbuttoned and his black tie hung loosely around his neck, somewhat disheveled but looking lusty.

It was the first time Micaela had seen him so tired.

He didn’t ask her again, he just quietly boiled water and cooked noodles.

After making the noodles with vegetables and eggs, Micaela served them to him.

Thinking Nico was asleep, she didn’t call him.

She turned to grab a blanket to cover him, but Nico grabbed her hand and Micaela was pulled into his arms.

The man’s clear gaze burned into her behind his glasses, “Will you miss me?”

Micaela froze, not realizing that he was suddenly asking her that question.

However, the seriousness under Nico’s eyes was a flash, and the next second it turned to cynicism, “I mean, going to the deep Mr. Severo for over a month to shoot a movie, will you miss a man?”

Michaela: “…”

“And if you do … no messing with the male actors in the crew under the pretext of filming for me.”

Micaela stared at him and said, “I won’t.”

Nico received her reply, his thin lips slightly hooked, he released her and grabbed the green vegetables and egg noodles on the table to eat.

Nico ate well, but quickly, and before long the bowl of noodles was at the bottom.

Nico went to take a shower and when he came out, Micaela cleaned herself up and asked him bluntly, “Shall we do it tonight?”.

Nico stared at her for a long moment, his eyebrows finally taking on a slightly piqued look, “I’m exhausted.”

And then, with that sickening grin on his face, the man turned and headed for the bedroom.

Micaela stood, blushing profusely.

She was just asking a casual question, how did she make it look like she was so …. horny?

Micaela entered the bedroom and was dragged onto the bed and hugged from behind by Nico.

Nico’s chin was resting on her shoulder, so Micaela couldn’t see his face.

Before falling asleep, Nico whispered a fierce warning in her ear, “Don’t think you’re giving me a kissing scene when you go Deep Mr. Severo and you’re not right under my nose.”

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He seemed to mind that about the kissing scene with his wife.

Micaela turned in his arms to look at him and said, “I read the script and there doesn’t seem to be a single kissing scene from me.”

Nico opened his eyes and looked at her coldly, “Do you look like you’re disappointed?”.

“No… just thought it was strange that there were some parts that should have kissing scenes.”

Nico’s eyes sank even deeper, “Micaela.”

Suddenly, if anything, he called her by her first name.

Micaela’s heart stuttered, “I… just wanted to question it reasonably, not that I wanted to do a kissing scene.

Besides, who likes doing kissing scenes, she doesn’t like them anyway, and it’s actually quite awkward to do a kissing scene with a strange male actor under the gaze of countless cameras and staff.

Besides, kissing scenes were prone to ng, and it often took more than a dozen takes to get through them, and her mouth was almost smothered with kisses.

Nico looked at her coldly and said no more. After a while, he seemed too lazy to talk to her, turned his back on her and went to sleep.

Micaela leaned her arm back and looked at him cautiously, “Mr. Nico?

Nico: “…”

I’m just sleepy.

The woman’s slender arms wrapped around his waist from behind and brushed her face against his broad back, saying softly, “Mr. Nico, if I’m missing a man on the mountain Mr. Severo, will you come and get me?”

Nico’s thin lips hooked into a deep curve and he let Micaela embrace him like that and fall asleep.