Devoted Love, Mr. Hayes’ Darling Wife

3 AM.

When Nico landed, he opened his phone and saw Micaela’s WhatsApp message and couldn’t help but smile.

Do you have a surprise for him?

As it happens, he also had a surprise for her.

Campoverde picked Nico up by car and instead of going back to the villa, he headed straight to the Intercontinental Hotel.

On the way, Campoverde added with a smile, “The lady would be delighted if she knew that this time you were going to Europe to photograph that couture wedding dress.”

At an auction of couture wedding dresses in France, Nico sold a high-design wedding dress for 30 million euros, which is a fortune.

A one-of-a-kind, handmade and custom-made wedding dress from around the world.

Mrs. Micaela deserves the best.

Nico wanted to surprise Micaela by not asking her to accompany him on the trip.

But Micaela had a surprise in store for him that he really couldn’t have guessed. Tomorrow was Christmas Eve and she had summoned him to the hotel on a big night to get excited….

Nico couldn’t guess, but that didn’t stop him from rejoicing at the prospect of seeing each other.

…

Intercontinental Hotel, inside the 1314 Couples Suite.

Micaela felt very warm, but her consciousness was fuzzy and she desperately tried to open her eyes, seeing only a vaguely familiar silhouette.

“Nico…”

She wasn’t sure how Nico had gotten home already, but now that she saw him, Micaela couldn’t help but arch her eyebrows and hug him by the neck.

Dario couldn’t hear anything, all he could see was the woman in front of him calling out to her.

With his sanity lost, Dario couldn’t resist Micaela, who was so far ahead of him.

He felt his body being manipulated, and the restraint and sanity he had always prided himself on disappeared in an instant.

Vaguely, he heard Micaela say, “I love you.”

His head was heavy, and without any glimmer of lucid thought, he could only sink.

…

It was 4 a. m. when Nico arrived at the Intercontinental Hotel.

He went to the door of the suite and checked that the room number was 1314, which he thought was corny, but he couldn’t help twisting his lips.

Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock.

There was no movement inside.

Nico knocked once more, “Micaela, open the door.”

Still no one opened the door inside and Nico frowned slightly, had he fallen asleep so soon?

He said to wait for him.

But he took a room card with the receptionist when she arrived earlier.

It was okay if she didn’t open the door, he would go in himself and see what surprises she had in store for him.

Tik-Tok.

The door to the room opened.

It was pitch black inside.

Nico wondered what she would be doing as she went to turn on the light.

The light is on.

“M…” the voice ended abruptly.

Nico stood there, eyes fixed on the unclothed man and woman on the bed, his head buzzing and the blood in his body seeming to flow backwards, straight to the top of his head.

Micaela lay sweating in Dario’s arms.

The surprise she was going to give him was that she was cuddled up with her first love in disheveled clothes, lying on a bed where the air could smell even the lingering elements of ambiguity.

It was a surprise from her to him.

What a pleasant surprise.

Micaela was dizzy, she felt as if she had slept for a century. The light stung her eyes and she raised her heavy arms to cover them before slowly opening them.

A familiar figure gradually appeared in the faint blurred vision.

Nico stood at the edge of the bed, slowly hooking his lips, looking grim and cold, gritting his teeth and asking word for word, “Micaela, is this what you call a surprise?”

M icaela’s heart stuttered and, before she knew it, she sat up and realized that there was Dario lying next to her.

And her and Dario’s long disheveled clothes, and the sensory awareness she sensed throughout her body, told her even more that she and Dario had just been through something.

Micaela was shocked and tried to explain herself, but when she looked up she met Nico’s cruel, cold gaze.

Micaela completely panicked, “Nico, I don’t know what’s going on, I …. I obviously … Nico, believe me, it’s really not what you think, I thought it was you, so…”

I thought it was him.

Micaela really thought it was him.

But how could Micaela convince Nico of this reason, when she didn’t believe it herself?

Her mind was cluttered and blank, she didn’t know how she and Dario could suddenly be in the same bed.

And Nico’s murderous gaze, questioning, cold and bloodthirsty, seemed to whip her ridiculous innocence inch by inch.

Micaela reached out and took Nico’s hand, she had lived more than twenty years and there was never a time when she felt as uncomfortable and scared as she did now, “Nico… it’s not like that…. believe me. ”

Nico’s hands, tingled and trembled, his body stiffened as if his blood had stopped flowing, and he looked at her with such a cold fury, his lips quivering, as he asked, “Tell me, how was it?”

What could be the reason for her to be in the same bed with Darius?

What kind of trap could have led her to come before Darius?

But it was all an excuse to come to see him, she couldn’t get over it, could she?

Micaela’s lips were open and speechless.

What it was like, she, she didn’t know.

Nico hated her so much he wanted to strangle her.

But Nico would rather kill Dario first.

Nico pulled Dario and went for Dario’s face with a violent punch, which sobered Dario even though he was unconscious.

Nico punched him to his heart’s content, “How dare you put your hands on my Nico’s wife! Do you know this woman is already married to me! She is Mrs. Micaela, Dario!”

A blow, a blow, another blow.

Nico humiliated him, insulted him and hit him.

Micaela is as dirty as a puppet doll, with her body under the sheets.

In my ears, the sound of Nico hitting Dario’s fists.

Micaela’s eardrums are ringing and she isolates herself from her surroundings as if she were complete.

Everything around her becomes illusory and she recoils.

It was as if she was sinking into the sea, about to drown, and in her head, a blank space, with a single hissing voice

It’s over, between her and Nico, it’s completely over.

All the most devastating and desperate things in life came together that night and formed a huge snowball that rolled all over the high slope.

Avalanche.

He betrayed Nico and his marriage.

It’s over.

It’s dark and it will never be light again.

There is no end to this nightmare.

…Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

Micaela doesn’t remember how she left the hotel or how she got up the courage to return to Villa Luna Bay.

Everything is hazy like a dream.

Micaela puts herself under the shower with scalding hot water, over and over again.

She rubbed her skin so hard that she didn’t stop at all, as if she didn’t feel pain.

The water from the shower falls to the floor, slowly stained red with blood.

Micaela hates to pick up this dirty skin.

She was already married to Nico, she was already Mrs. Micaela, how could she keep having sex with another man?

Micaela looked at her arm and stood under the hot water, rubbing it all the time, but the red marks were becoming more and more obvious, and the drops of blood looked like they were going to spill out.

It wouldn’t wash off.

How it happened.

How it can’t be cleaned.

The tears, along with the hot water, crashed against the thin skin.

“Ah-!”

Micaela collapsed and clutched her head, screaming hysterically.

She was really going crazy.

No, it was more painful than insanity.

Micaela buried her face, slowly, in her knees and hugged herself, shoulders shaking, crying silently to the sound of the shower water.

She was very, very dirty.

It is, it’s not a dream.

“Note: It’s all a sham and an illusion! It’s all a trick of the bad guys! Don’t worry! It will all come undone later!”