Devoted Love, Mr. Hayes’ Darling Wife

Sitting in the Lovers Conference Room as the contract was officially signed, Micaela looked at Matthew and still felt familiar.

She glanced at Matthew’s signature and couldn’t resist asking, “Mr. Matthew, haven’t we met somewhere before?”

Matthew laughed reluctantly, “Although Miss Micaela is a great beauty, Miss Micaela flirting with me in such an old-fashioned way is a bit old-fashioned, and besides, I’m married and not having affairs.”

Micaela smiled slightly and did not explain. Anyway, it would be impossible to explain to a narcissist like him eight hundred times.

The contract for the purchase and sale of the property was signed without any problems.

Matthew handed Micaela all the keys and the combination to the front door lock, and when he finally left, he couldn’t resist saying, “What a lucky life for a girl, only a big, dumb man would sell you a house, a lucky life, a lucky life, a lucky life.”

“Is Mr. Matthew congratulating me on my good fortune or on his own kind heart?”

Matthew rubbed his nose and laughed dryly twice, “All compliments, all compliments.”

After buying the house in Bayshore, Micaela found a moving company and prepared to relocate.

Savanna Amengual said to Nico, “Brother, Miss Micaela is moving! Are we going to help her move?”

Nico added, “Go if you want to.”

In fact, Savanna Amengual made an appointment with Micaela to help her move.

Recently Pastora Apostol was in South City to catch up with the stars and Micaela got movers and things packed up and they didn’t need much help.

So Savanna Amengual came to help her move, and help her pack her things.

Upon arriving at her home in Aqua, Savanna Amengual opened the door and exclaimed, “Miss Micaela, isn’t it lonely living alone in such a big house?”

Micaela said, “I’ll bring my grandmother to live with me in a while, when she gets fixed up.”

“Oh.” That’s not thinking about her brother.

Savanna Amengual didn’t know the property belonged to Nico, who owned a lot of property, which Savanna Amengual never cared about.

There was a contract for the sale of a house on a small European coffee table, and Savanna Amengual was bored when she flipped through it and saw Matthew’s name in bold letters on the signature.

“Matthew? This is Brother Matthew’s house, huh?” muttered Savanna Amengual.

Micaela was helping Savanna Amengual pour water and handed her a glass of water, wondering, “Do you know the original owners of this house?”

“I know him, but I don’t know if it’s the same person.”

Micaela always found the whole thing odd and asked, “What did the Mateo you mentioned look like, do you have a photo?”

Savanna Amengual opened her phone and scrolled through Facebook and her circle of friends, and she had Matthew’s Facebook.

“I remember one time Brother Rabago Rolan sent me a picture of their meeting, and Brother Matthew was in it. I will look for the chat log.”

Savanna Amengual was quick to find the photograph, an image of a prestigious entertainment venue, dimly lit but enough to make out the general appearance of the people.

In the picture is Nico and the man sitting next to Nico is Matthew.

“Miss Micaela, the Matthew who sold you the house is this Matthew?”

Micaela affirmed, “That’s him.”

She finally remembered where she had seen this Matthew before.

Last summer, she went to a bar booth to block Nico when he was playing cards with three other men, including Matthew.

No wonder he looked familiar.

“Such a coincidence? But Brother Matthew must have a lot of properties too, and it doesn’t seem unusual to run into them.”

Micaela sensed something wasn’t right about the whole process of buying and selling the house, and asked, “Savanna, this Matthew, is he married?”

Savanna Amengual shook her head and nudged her little mouth to say, “Brother Matthew doesn’t even have a girlfriend, he hangs out with my brother every day.

He’s just not a good person.

Micaela: “…”

Indeed, it’s a scam.

So, the house belongs to Nico.

Micaela got up from the couch and looked at the house.

Heh, she should have thought, eight million, what kind of donkey-brained owner would sell her this house.

So, the house, is it a breakup fee?

Savanna Amengual plops down on the couch, “Miss Micaela, what’s wrong, did Brother Matthew take your money?”

“That’s not true, I killed the price very hard, I guess Matthew and the big stupid had internal injuries.”

“The big fool, who is the big fool?”

Michaela: … your brother ah.

But Micaela didn’t say anything. You can’t be a man who gets a good deal.

In the evening, Micaela invites Savanna Amengual to dinner.

Savanna Amengual posted two photos in her circle of friends, a picture of a French meal and a selfie of Micaela and Savanna Amengual resting their heads strikingly.

Attached text: poisoning at midnight [skip].

Nico’s frown could have killed a fly when he saw Savanna Amengual’s message in his circle of friends.

Fuck, not only did she dump him, but she also kidnapped his sister.

Here, Savanna Amengual is dining French-style and complaining, “Miss Micaela, you don’t know that ever since you broke up with my brother, he’s been acting like a middle-aged man in menopause, with his face in the air every day. ”

Savanna Amengual adds fuel to the fire with an all-too-realistic look, and Micaela inexplicably feels a little guilty that she was the one who brought up the end of the relationship after all.

And, that house …

Micaela pulled out her phone and looked at it, finally opening Nico’s Facebook dialog box and asking, “Mr. Nico, did you sell me the house in Bayshore?”

After sending the message, a red exclamation mark appeared in the dialog box, her message had not been sent.

A row of small white letters underneath indicates that the other person has friend verification enabled and that you are not yet their friend. Please send a friend verification request first, and only after the other person has verified it will you be able to chat.

Micaela: …

In fact, Nico deleted his Facebook.

What’s the grudge?

Micaela was so angry that she simply deleted Nico as well.

Later, during the French meal, Savanna Amengual whispered in Micaela’s ear that Nico was poor blah blah blah, but Micaela had no more sympathy and viciously ate a piece of tripe and chewed it to pieces.

…

Nico was a bit bored at home alone, so he prepared a game and only Matthew was available.

Not wanting to do any strenuous exercise in the middle of the night, the two took to playing pool in the private living room.

Matthew remembered the other day when he bought and sold a room with Micaela, he couldn’t help but spit out, “What kind of girlfriend are you getting, you have such a black heart you can’t have this girl, sooner or later you’re going to hit the wall.”

Nico growled as he leaned over to point at the billiard balls, “Am I being set up by a woman?”.

“I don’t know about other women, but this girl is definitely not easy to pick up, how realistic is she, what kind of woman is she if she doesn’t have a little fantasy factor?”

Nico raised an eyebrow and disliked him, “The dumbest and the stupidest thing fits you.”

“Don’t think you’re asking Adam and Rabago Rolan and the others to meet that Micaela of yours, Adam must have the same opinion as me.”

“Forget it, Adam and Rabago Rolan haven’t figured it out for themselves yet.”

Matthew growled, “I can see that, right now you’re defending Micaela all you can, and it doesn’t bother you that she’s raged against your house?”

“Isn’t it your house?” threw Nico flippantly.

Matthew slapped his forehead, “Not to say he’s still a good brother.”

Matthew was quiet for a while, came to his senses and reflected, “But it’s not unreasonable for you to be obsessed with that Micaela. With those legs, you wouldn’t get tired of playing with them in a year.”

“Were you looking at her boobs?”

“…”

Matthew rubbed his nose and chuckled dryly, “Isn’t that the beauty everyone wants to see more of?”

Bang!

Nico’s pool cue, primed backwards hard, slammed hard into his abdomen.

Matthew: “Ugh… it hurts! I won’t look at it anymore! Geez what a weird baby you don’t let people see! You don’t let people look at her on her walk either?”

“What do you care, look at her again and I’ll gouge your eyes out!”

Matthew: … line, women are really more important than brothers.

…

Here, after Micaela and Savanna Amengual finished their French dinner, Micaela hailed a cab to take Savanna Amengual home.

Savanna Amengual continued the routine: “Miss Micaela, I’m afraid to go back alone, will you give me a ride?”.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

But this time, Micaela was unfazed and said, “It won’t be dangerous, so if you are afraid, just keep calling me from the car and hang up when you are safely home.”

Savanna Amengual: … damn Miss Micaela has too much intelligence to fool.

Finally, Savanna Amengual returned home on her own.

Micaela returned alone to the shore of the bay.

She just moved in and there’s still a lot of stuff in the house she hasn’t tidied up.

Micaela went home, put on her house clothes and started packing again.

When she opened a drawer in her study, she saw a picture frame in the drawer.

The picture in the frame was a photo of Nico and Savanna Amengual taken together when they were young.

“Hmph, that’s all the skill you need to cheat.”

Micaela pulls the frame down and takes a look at it. In the photo, Nico is still a teenager and Savanna Amengual is still very small, standing short next to her brother, her little face pink and her lips pursed in disgust.

It must be said that the handsome ones are handsome from childhood. Although the young man in the photo is youthful, his astringent and bandit temperament has already seen the first models, and his eyes are unbridled and haughty.

Micaela can’t help but laugh when she remembers that the wife Mateo is talking about is probably Nico.

This man, what a twist.

…

Nico had just gotten into his car in the parking lot after playing pool with Mateo when he received a text message from Micaela on his phone.

Micaela: “Mr. Nico, you have pictures left at my house.”

Nico: “…”

Pictures? Does he still have pictures of the blue sea?

Damn Matthew, don’t you ever pack your house before you buy or sell it?

At Micaela’s tone, he could taste her mockery and surveillance through the screen.

Nico gritted his teeth and replied to Micaela with an authoritative tone, “Send it to me.”

Micaela: “Running errands for five hundred.”

Shit, are you on the money?

Nico: “Facebook forward.”

Micaela slowly recalled, “Mr. Nico, you’ve knocked me out.”

Nico: “…”

[Mini Theater].

Nico: Micaela, come back, I’m bored.

Micaela: Why did you come back, to fight with you?

Nico: Quarrel… it’s okay, isn’t it? [Very cold smiling face]

Micaela: 1 million for a fight.

Nico: A fucking fight is more expensive than a fuck, so it’s better to get laid.

Micaela: … [Goodbye]