Devoted Love, Mr. Hayes’ Darling Wife

The day after Micaela returned home, it was Christmas Eve.

As soon as she woke up, she looked at her phone and the Twitter hotspots and entertainment circulars were flying with news of her presumed resumption of her old relationship with Nico.

Micaela smiled victoriously and was about to put the phone away and get up when Pastora’s call came in.

“Micaela, why didn’t you call me when you came home! You must treat me to a big meal for lunch today!”

Micaela laughed, “I was hoping to contact you in a few days, but I didn’t expect you to call me so soon uninvited, I’ve been pretty busy these past two days, I’m sure I’ll bother you more often when I’m done.”

“Today is Christmas Eve hey old iron! What are you doing there alone on Christmas Eve, my mom asked you to come to my house for dinner together on Christmas Eve!”

“Too busy chasing men.”

Pastora snorted with laughter and asked coquettishly, “After whom? So the rumor this morning is real? Have you really rekindled your old relationship with that prince?”

When Micaela got up, she said to Pastora on the other end of the phone, “I had that message put in, but I don’t know if the other side will take it yet, so I plan to go check today.”

“You should have said so! You didn’t give me such big news, sis, you didn’t forget that I’m a serious paparazzo now! Next time, let me have the big story! Don’t give it to anyone else!”

Micaela froze, only then did she react to the fact that Pastora had graduated and was a certified paparazzo, already licensed, “I really forgot, well, next time I have something big to break, I’ll be the first to tell you.”

“Shredded coconut! I’ll never have to worry about the hot stuff again! With an Oscar-winning BFF by my side, I’m too successful as a paparazzo!”

Micaela looked at the time, it was getting late, “Pastora, I’m done with you, I’m going to wash up and go out and block people.”

“Then be careful, you just got back to Spain, there must be a lot of journalists who want to block you, so be careful you don’t get caught by the cameras.”

Micaela scoffed, “I make myself a nuisance, and they better film me going in and out of Nico’s villa. Then my relationship with him would be a leap in the river.”

“Dog woman, forget your righteousness when he sees it!”

…

The Amengual family old house.

Nico was sitting at the dining room table eating breakfast when Savanna, that little lunatic on the phone, suddenly came running down from the upstairs bedroom shouting, “Ah! Brother, brother, brother! Are you back with Miss Micaela?”

An old flame rekindled?

Nico frowned slightly, “What’s going on?”

Savanna handed him her phone, “Look, this was just on the news this morning, it’s still hot! There’s pictures and the truth! Have you and Miss Micaela resumed your love affair?”

Savanna’s gossipy little eyes looked at Nico and nudged him with her shoulder with a smug expression.

But Nico, uncharacteristically, and without changing his face, asked in turn, “Do I look like someone who eats back so easily?”

“…” She’s not, but that’s not possible if this fellow is Miss Micaela.

Savanna took a seat against Nico’s side and continued gossiping, “Brother, are you really not going to reconcile with someone when Miss Micaela comes back?”

“Older business is little business.”

Nico was halfway through breakfast when he got up and left the house.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Savanna took a bite of ham and asked, “Brother, it’s Christmas Eve, where are you going?”

“I’m coming home at night for dinner on New Year’s Eve with my grandfather, and now in broad daylight, which I love to lay around the house with a bureau and go out and play.”

Do you have an office?

Savanna was quick to ask, “Bro, are you dating mr. Matthew, Mr. Rabago and the others?”

Nico opened the car door as he looked at her with a slight frown, “Why are you asking?”

“I want to go too!”

“We’re big guys going somewhere that’s not suitable for a young man like you, stay honestly at home.”

“I’m twenty-one!”

Nico ignored her, abruptly got into the car, put it in gear and drove out of The Amengual family mansion.

The streets buzzed with lights on Christmas Eve.

As Nico waited for the red light, his eyes casually glanced out the window and saw a poster of Micaela on a large illuminated screen in the square not far away.

The word “injustice” is probably metaphysical.

The more you don’t want to see anyone, the more it is put in front of you, in various forms.

Micaela, a name that is deeply engraved in Nico’s life.

Nico tried his best to ignore it, and finally held back his thoughts for over seven hundred days and nights, but when Micaela appeared, all this perseverance and peace forged with countless thoughts was lost.

Indifference towards Micaela is more like irritation, towards her, towards herself.

The traffic light turned green and Nico stepped on the gas and drove towards Lan Kwai Fong.

Why should she leave when she wants to leave and the place next to her should be vacant for her at all times when she wants to come back.

He is not that good.

She had to give something as a price for him to feel reassured that these two years, waiting for her, were worth it.

Inside Lan Kwai Fong’s largest VIP lounge.

Adam, Matthew and Rabago, the aspirants, had long since arrived.

As soon as Nico pushed open the door, he saw Mateo and Rabago taking turns holding and teasing a small boy.

Nico clutched his forehead and cursed, “You’re not Adam, you bring a child to a man’s game?”

Paulita got down from Mateo’s knees and ran on her two short legs, looking at Nico with her big dark soulful eyes, her little white palms outstretched, asking Nico for a red envelope, “Uncle Nico, good luck for the new year, I wish you good health and a long life, bring the red envelope.”

Nico: “…”

Nico spat: “Can your daughter talk? What a long life, I look like a 60 year old man!”.

Adam couldn’t resist the joke: “I brought my daughter to wish you an early New Year’s greeting because I think you deserve it, so don’t be insensitive and picky.”

Nico bent down, looked at Paulita and patted his big hand towards Paulita’s little hand, “When you win your father’s ticket later, uncle will give you a big red package, at the moment uncle has two sleeves in his pocket.”

Adam picked up an orange and tossed it to Nico, “That’s no way to be stingy. paulita, come back here and wish him a long bucket life.”

Paulita growled, glared at Nico with her eyes and ran back to her father with a bit of haughtiness.

“No, Adam, are you crazy, bringing a child to watch us play?”

Adam says, “It’s rare that I’m free on vacation, so of course the children have to come with me. Our Paulita is very obedient and knows how to play quite well on her own. No need to worry about that.”

Adam brought a couple of Lego’s and set up a little wooden table next to it, where Paulita sat on a sheep blanket to assemble her little toys.

As they reached the poker table, Adam remembered, “By the way, none of you can smoke while Paulita is here, and I’ll get mad at anyone who does.”

Matthew sighed with a narrowed smile, “This is different when you’re a father, Adam you’re turning into a slave daughter.”

Nico couldn’t help but scold, “Why are you so motherly when you’re a father, are you still having fun?”

Adam teased him, “You’ll see how much fun children are when you have them with Micaela. ”

It’s best we don’t talk about Micaela, but when we do, Nico gets angry: “Adam, what do you mean you’re gossiping about your own brother?

“Micaela is now my son’s godmother, so I’ll do you a favor and make you godfather to my Paulita, no more, a mine, so that you and Micaela are at least evenly matched in this.”

Nico was about to kick Adam in the face, “Fuck you, who cares about being this kid’s godfather?”.

As soon as Nico said that, a short, cute little bun appeared next to him, with a little belly, looking at Nico with a little face and saying: “Don’t bully my daddy! Bad uncle, you can’t take Aunt Micaela away from my daddy!”.

Nico: “…”

What a bullshit stalker ghost this is.

Nico gritted his teeth as he tried to argue with the boy, “Micaela is my wife, not your daddy’s! Don’t even think about it, Micaela can’t be your mother!”.

“You’re lying! It’s obvious that Aunt Micaela likes me a lot! And she likes my father a lot too!”

“Fart…”.

Adam sat back to watch the drama, not forgetting to remind him in passing, “Hey, will you speak properly and stop insulting the children, please?”

Nico pointed sharply at Adam and then at Paulita: “You two, father and daughter, are you working together to piss me off? Play cards! Then I’ll make your father lose his pants.”

Mateo said, “No, that Micaela is so good that you both like her, I think that girl has a lot of heart and is not a good person to mess with. I don’t even want a woman like Micaela.”

Nico scorned him, “Talking as if the human Micaela could like a wannabe like you, don’t get your hopes up.”

“You’re not a bum, it’s not decent to hang around here with us bums.”

Nico kicked Matthew under the poker table, “Playing cards doesn’t shut you up!”