My Dear Mr. Nice

Chapter 46: Micaela, the handsome one is approaching us!

Then Ana noticed that Micaela and a middle-aged woman who looked very temperamental were standing together and shaking hands.

The piano teacher looked at Ana and gave her a smile. She patted Micaela's hand and smilingly said.

-Is she your friend? I have nothing else to do. Go on with your shopping. I have to go.

-Well.

When the teacher let go of Micaela's hand and turned to leave, Micaela spoke up right away.

-Teacher, can I have your phone number? I'm going to visit you when I'm free.

Micaela didn't know why in her heart she had a feeling of meeting an old friend, but her words jumped out as if naturally.

-Okay.

The teacher took out the notebook she kept in her bag, wrote her number on a piece of paper, handed it to Micaela and then left.

Micaela and Ana watched the teacher leave, and then Ana asked, "Micaela, is she your relative?

"They seem to be very familiar with each other."

Micaela didn't know how to make the explanation, so she gave an ambiguous answer.

-Should be.

Ana was speechless and thought the answer was ridiculous.

However, she didn't care about this either.

-Micaela, is this dress okay?

Ana turned around twice as she spoke.

Micaela found herself a little worried, but still admired Ana carefully and said.

-Very beautiful. It makes you younger.

Ana said happily.

-I've decided to buy it. Dependent, the bill, please!

Micaela sat back on the sofa and put the written paper in the bag.

She did not remember the events, but with so much time passed, she was used to it.

But if it was different from what Aunt Marta said, Micaela should pay attention.

She made a decision secretly in her heart.

Finally Ana gave Micaela and her purse some slack, and decided to return home.

The two of them walked to the elevator.

-Micaela, I always have something to ask you.

Ana stopped walking with a serious face.

-What?

Ana stared into Micaela's eyes.

-Have you ever worn cosmetic contact lenses? What shade are they?

Micaela was confused.

-I haven't worn them!

Micaela never thought of putting the films over her eyes.

-But your eyes are very pretty. How lovely!

Micaela didn't know how to answer him.

In fact, in the past, some people including Alba said such things.

-Really, I haven't used them. It could be because of the people!

-Ah, it's the truth. I see that many people wear those glasses, but their eyes are still not beautiful like yours. How wonderful the people in your family are! Micaela only gave him a smile because she had no impression of what her parents were like.

In the Elvira Family there was not a single photo album from the past.

Once she also asked her Aunt Marta what her parents were like, but the aunt scolded her quite a bit and then left the truth hanging.

Micaela and Ana took the elevator to the second floor and left the mall.

-Micaela, let's go to dinner.

Ana shouted cheerfully as she walked out.

Micaela drew her attention to the tall, slender figure in the square in front of the market in the distance.

Suddenly she felt very sweet in her mind and answered Ana.

-We had dinner the other time.

Ana paused, saw that Micaela was looking out and followed her gaze.

She found a luxurious black Passat parked at the entrance to the mall and a tall, handsome man leaning against the car.

He was looking this way with his hands stuffed in his pants pockets.

He was dressed in black straight pants, white shirt, the neckline of which was slightly open, and so a delicate collarbone was showing. His facial features were as three-dimensional as they were cut by axe and knife. She had a slight smile on her mouth, with a high nose and eyes as deep as the sea.

His whole body was filled with a cold and distant aura but the only thing that emanated from his eyes was a soft gaze, which was only directed at one person.

And she was Micaela!

Ana swallowed saliva and discovered that there was a group of people and they were all women who were drooling over the man. But because of her aura away to strangers, none of them dared to approach him and just looked at him from a distance.

"Wow, the man is advancing this way. The way he walks is so fascinating."

"Micaela, the handsome one is approaching us."

Ana wanted to tug on Micaela's hand and tell her that the handsome man was close, but she felt it was hard for her to breathe and she couldn't take her eyes off the beaming face at all.

-Did you finish your shopping?

Carlos looked at Micaela steadily and asked in a low voice.

Micaela's face turned red.

-Yes, we're ready to go back.

Micaela glanced at Ana, who was stunned, pushed her away and explained to Carlos.

-This is my colleague, Ana. And he is...

-I know! He's your boyfriend! He's more handsome than the one in the video!

At last Ana recovered and after interrupting Micaela's words, she felt a bit impolite and smiled shyly.

Carlos had a smile on his mouth for the words about the boyfriend and greeted Ana by bowing his head.

It looked like Ana was about to lose consciousness.

Carlos found that they didn't even take a bag in their hands. Micaela understood his doubts and made him an explanation.

-Everything we bought is stored in the center.

Carlos nodded his head.

-Do I need to pick up your friend at her house?

Carlos asked.

-No, no need. I'm going to take a cab!

Immediately Ana realized that she should leave as soon as possible and it couldn't be light bulb between them.

She hailed a cab and then rushed into the center to take her things with her.

Micaela wanted to help Ana but Carlos grabbed her arm.

Diego, who was next to the car, consciously followed Ana.

-Did you buy a lot?

-Yes, a lot!

Micaela answered him without noticing that Carlos smiled more deeply.

In that case, Ana and Diego went back and forth several times and finally, they filled the entire back seat of the cab.

However, Carlos' face became colder and colder.

It wasn't until Micaela and Ana said goodbye and the cab left that Micaela realized that Carlos' stern face seemed to freeze. -You tell me you've been shopping a lot, haven't you? -Carlos asked.

Micaela was very puzzled and answered him honestly.

-Yes, everything is Ana's. She enjoys shopping.

Micaela felt that this was not what mattered to him, and suddenly, the words he said in the morning popped into her mind.

-To buy more things you like as you walk the streets. There is no password for the card. Buy whatever you like.

"Are you angry because I didn't buy anything?"

Micaela explained very carefully.

-I haven't found something I like, and so I haven't bought anything.

Carlos's face became slightly less serious but still cold.

Diego stepped forward and opened the back door.

-Señor, señorita, por favor.

Carlos motioned for Micaela to get into the car first and Micaela did so without hesitation.

Carlos' facial expression improved a bit and he too entered the car.