Devoted Love, Mr. Hayes’ Darling Wife

In the open kitchen, Nico is cooking with Micaela, Nico has pinned Micaela to the kitchen table and kissed her several times, the steak in the pan is getting old when the phone resting on the table rings.

As Nico kissed Micaela intensely, he glanced at the caller ID out of the corner of his eye; it was Pastora.

Micaela pushed her hands against his pressed shoulders, “I’m taking a call, stop it.”

Nico bit his lip and frowned, “What can happen to Pastora, she’s more important than me?”.

Micaela couldn’t help but laugh, “Mr. Nico, you are jealous even of Pastora, eh?”.

“No?”

Nico, despite his arrogance, didn’t let Micaela answer the phone. The man gave her a kiss on the cheek and let her go answer the phone.

“I’m not going to bother you and your girlfriend on the phone, I’ll stay out of it, just long enough to listen.”

After he said that, he even brought his face close to Micaela to reward her, playing bitch and belly.

Micaela wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him, sending him to the couch.

Micaela picks up the phone with one hand and with the other she flips the steak, which has been jump rare, in the pan with a spatula.

“Hey, Pastora, what’s up?”

Pastora sounded anxious, “Are you with Mr. Nico?”

“Yes, what’s up?”

“Go to Twitter and check out the rumor, Mr. Nico’s sister, Savanna, has been hacked by the blacks as his illegitimate daughter.”

Micaela: “…”

Ahem.

This is … also a little too ridiculous.

Micaela hung up the phone and went to Twitter. When she looked at the Twitter trending search, the first one was “Micaela attends parents’ meeting of her illegitimate daughter,” which had already blown up.

When clicked, the tipster put up a video of Micaela sitting in one of the many houses having a serious parent-teacher conference, and a picture of Micaela walking to the parking lot with her arm around Savanna, laughing and talking, after the parent-teacher conference.

It was clearly like a friendship between friends, but it was filmed as a loving mother-daughter relationship.

For a moment, Micaela was angry and amused.

She and Savanna are only three or four years apart. How can she be Savanna’s mother and give birth to Savanna at three or four years old?

At three or four years old, was she fertile?

These blacks, they really see the wind and believe in it.

Nico, who was lying on the couch watching TV, looked at Micaela in the open kitchen, saw that her face wasn’t right, looked up and asked, “What did Pastora tell you?”

Micaela said, “I heard … that I have an illegitimate daughter.”

Nico gagged violently, coughed several times, stood up and said angrily, “Who the fuck is this shit, who else were you going to have a baby with but me?”

“…”

Micaela’s ears perked up, “Who the fuck said I was going to have a baby with you?”

Nico reached over and pulled her into his arms, raising an eyebrow, “Who else would you want to have a baby with if not me?”

Micaela shoved the phone at him, “Seriously, someone with a heart told me Savanna was my illegitimate child because I went to a Savanna parent meeting. Am I that old?”

Nico looked at that hot search and frowned, “These people are fucking blind.”

“What now?” asked Micaela unconsciously as she looked at the phone with him.

Nico was a bit taken aback, his eyes full of satisfaction as he looked at her.

He looked too seriously and scrutinizingly, making Micaela more or less uncomfortable, “Why are you looking at me like that, do you also suspect Savanna is my illegitimate daughter?”

“…”

“Bah. I’m surprised you’re starting to trust me and leave things to me that you can’t figure out.”

Micaela rubbed her neck as an afterthought, she too had just realized she was asking Nico what to do without thinking when something like this happened.

It’s like, really starting to learn to trust this thing.

Micaela stood, momentarily overwhelmed by Nico’s comment, unable to let go of the roll, and asked rather stiffly, “So … will you help me?”.

Nico was glad of her inexperienced coddling and raised an eyebrow, pushing her towards the kitchen, “What are you doing here? Leave this to your man, cook for him and fill his stomach. Don’t worry about anything else.”

Micaela isn’t worried about leaving this in Nico’s hands, he’s the best at dealing with irrational, mindless blacks.

Micaela cooks in the open kitchen, glancing from time to time at Nico, who is sitting by the couch minding her own business with a smile on her lips.

She too is slowly learning to soften and trust him.

He’s not about to disappoint.

Nico opened Twitter on his phone and asked Micaela, “What is the password to your Twitter account?”.

Micaela froze and Nico thought she was being defensive and didn’t want to give it to him, so he gave her a funny look, “It’s not a bank card PIN, why not, and even if it was a bank card PIN, how can I be jealous of your little money?”

“No, it’s been too long since I’ve been on Twitter and I’ve forgotten the password, I hardly ever play with my cell phone when I’m recording and I’m not quite convinced by Twitter, it’s Celesta who takes care of it for me, right now I’m calling Miss Celesta to ask her to send it to me.”

Micaela had her hands full of grease and smoke and was about to wipe her hands to get the cell phone and call Celesta when Nico had already called her, “Hey, forget it, I’ll ask Celesta directly, you should cook, I’m starving.”Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

“It’s not because you messed with me, otherwise the food would be ready and I’d deserve to be hungry.”

Nico sighed and lay down on the sofa, his two big legs crossed, extraordinarily loose and unhurried, “Hey, a moment ago you were spoiling me, and now you scold me for deserving it, with your strange character, no one would like it but me, I advise you to be gentle with me, so you won’t have a next family to pick up your plate.”

Micaela picked up a ceramic plate and made a motion to break it, “Nico if you want to go into the hospital just say so.”

“You didn’t have to take care of me when you crushed me, and I advise you not to make trouble for yourself.”

“…”

It’s just that he’s a good talker, so I can’t beat him.

Nico called Celesta right away, “Send me Micaela’s Twitter name and password.”

It was weird enough that Celesta got a call from Nico, but it was even weirder that Nico asked her for the password to Micaela’s Twitter account as soon as she arrived.

Celesta was a little hesitant; Micaela was not supposed to be under Nico’s control, and Nico was, after all, the big boss and was unlikely to bother with such messy little things.

“Mr. Nico, are you…?”

“I found out that my girlfriend has an illegitimate daughter with someone else, shouldn’t I take care of her?”

Celesta: “…”

Micaela is a low profile person, and her relationship with Nico has never been made public. Besides, Nico has been pulling on Micaela’s resources at all times and giving Micaela a cold seat, so who the hell would think that Nico is really in love with Micaela?

Celesta hung up the phone after a long while without reacting to the fact that -.

Micaela, is Mr. Nico’s real girlfriend.

After Nico got Micaela’s Twitter password, he logged on and sent a tweet directly with Micaela’s name.

“Am I that old? Obviously, only three years.”

The flirtatious narcissist, by the way, belied the hot pursuit that erupted, a sort of head-on confrontation with black people.