My Dear Mr. Nice

Chapter 210: I have to find that damn guy!

When she was all dressed up, Alba went downstairs.

In the warm light, Carlos was sitting on the couch and when she heard movement, she looked over.

He had taken a shower too, in simple house clothes, surrounded by the faint smell of the gel mixed with his manly scent, so good it was addictive.

Alba's heart pounded again.

Then she walked over and sat on his left side.

-Miss Gilabert, can you tell me what you know now?

-Of course. But I still hope you won't look into it. You're very much in love now and it's better to let bygones be bygones.

As Alba saw that the look in his eyes was full of determination, she had to continue.

-Well, if you catch that person, be sure to tell me.

Alba hated him equally that man, who had caused Micaela so much pain.

In any case, her feelings for Micaela were true.

But Carlos spoke nothing, waiting for her to speak.

"I really wouldn't waste a single expression or word on another woman."

Alba began to count:

-That day was exactly two years ago, when I was in college, working part-time after school, and often not seeing her on the weekends....

Alba couldn't help but blame herself. She still cared very little about Micaela at that point, and it had been a few days since she found out she hadn't come to class.

She called her anxiously, but no one answered, so she called Marcos instead. That damn guy, he hadn't contacted Micaela for a few days either!

Alba hung up the phone angrily, and didn't say much to him. Then she started frantically calling Micaela as she went to the dorm to look for her, and her roommates were saying that she hadn't been back for a long time....

He thought something was wrong.

He immediately went to the small room rented by Micaela.

Since she had a part-time job in the evenings and the school was closed, she rented a small room off campus.

When she nervously arrived, she saw the door locked and the phone had not been answered. She knocked on the door, but had given up hope, thinking to look for her family Elvira, and finally the door opened Micaela had a haggard look on her face, which frightened Alba, and when she saw her, she couldn't stop crying.

Her eyes were so swollen that she must have been crying for a long time....

-What is it, Micaela?

Micaela stopped crying and said:

-I'm going to take a bath.

And then she went into the narrow bathroom....

It was November, and as there was no water heater, that day she rinsed herself with cold water until her skin turned purple and it could not be avoided....

Alba finally reacted to what had happened to her, and she was shaking with rage. Thinking that Marcos had fucked her, she was about to teach that scum a lesson, but Micaela said:

-It's not him...

Alba was dumbfounded. Micaela was very conservative and shy, after such a big incident, it was strange that she didn't collapse....

Alba shuddered and asked:

-Who is that?

-I don't know...

Alba was even more surprised. Micaela cried for a day, and didn't say another word.

After three days, Alba decided to take her to hypnosis.

Hearing this, Carlos could hardly breathe. His eyes were red, full of anger and at the same time hating himself for not having been in her life before....

That hypnotist was known for having an eccentric personality, who was not willing to do it with money. However, when he saw Micaela, he accepted her right away, even though he didn't have an appointment at the time....

-I thought I would know the truth, but I was wrong. She was crying and begging and wouldn't let me in.... That's all I know. She says nothing about where it happened, and as for who the man was, even she doesn't know.

Carlos guessed vaguely and couldn't probe any further.....

-She fell asleep after hypnosis, and I tried to find out the truth from the hypnotist, but he wouldn't tell me.

-After waking up, she forgot about everything, even about the matter of going to hypnosis.

Alba had already burst into tears by the time she finished speaking, and at the same time she felt relieved.

This was a secret she had carried alone for two years, and today she finally had someone to tell it to. Carlos' heart filled with sadness and anger.

The man who raped her and left her in so much pain that she had to be hypnotized to survive!

"I have to find that damn guy!"

-Mr. Aguayo, I'm done. There may not be anything of value, I'm sorry.

Without speaking, Carlos stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, thinking intricately about many things.

He couldn't help but associate the ridiculous night he had experienced with the night Micaela suffered, both of which occurred in November.

"Wow, what a coincidence."

He had fantasized more than once if that woman was Micaela, but soon dismissed the idea, knowing full well that it was impossible. He had secretly checked and, as a result, discovered that she had neither entered nor left that hotel two years ago.

"What a fantasy!"

After all, Amelia was someone willing for Tomas and Diego, who were the ones she trusted the most.

Besides, the next day, it was a given that Amelia and he slept together.

He could only wonder if there was some kind of special connection between him and Micaela?

-They both experienced the taint together when they met and they were both so pure in love.

What happened to Micaela could also be a shock to Carlos, so Alba spoke words of comfort. "You both will experience the taint together when you met."

Carlos frowned slightly.

"Does it have to be like that for us to meet?"

-Nothing is perfect. It's good enough that you're in love.

Yes, he was happy when he met Micaela, but whoever bullied his wife, he definitely wouldn't let it go!

Carlos had already decided. He turned around and looked at Alba:

-Thank you, for always accompanying Micaela.