Devoted Love, Mr. Hayes’ Darling Wife

Nico spent a few more days with Micaela in Q-Town after celebrating her birthday.

But Micaela left early and came back late to film and had no time for Nico, so she said, “Mr. Nico, go back to The Holy City, it’s not like I can concentrate on you here, and it will be distracting for you to come here, and I’ll be in a particularly bad state for filming.”

Nico looked at her and raised an eyebrow, “You mean I’m here to influence you?”.

Micaela walked over to the bed, amused at his sulky look, and reached over to hug him, “Mr. Nico, can I talk to you about something?”

Nico’s tone was harsh, “Say.”

Micaela shook his hand and said softly, “Can’t you suddenly fly to see me when I’m rolling in the future?”.

Heh, is it a fear that he will catch adultery?

Nico grimaced and said nothing.

Fearing that he would misunderstand, Micaela continued, “Don’t get me wrong, it’s not that I don’t want to see you, it’s just that you coming here will disturb my mood and make it hard for me to enter the scene.”

It is true that she is happy, but it is also true that she is not committed to her work.

In recent days, Almazan has begun to criticize her.

There is only so much energy in a human being, let alone the overwhelming joy of being with Nico and the need to suppress pent-up emotions in the role of Joo Yen, which led directly to Micaela’s lack of concentration in the scene.

Nico growled coldly, rolled up his sleeves in the sheets, turned his back to her and went to sleep.

Micaela looked at his arrogant back, wanting to laugh and get depressed, he was a 27 year old man, how could he be even worse than her, a 20 year old girl, to serve.

Micaela was not so petty and stingy and decided to cajole him, approaching him to hug his back and rub her face against his. “Angry?”

Nico kept silent and ignored him.

Micaela peeks up to his face to see him, and she’s actually asleep with her eyes closed….

Micaela hugged him and said, “Nico, you’ve slowly started to affect my mood, and I’ll be so happy when you come over that I won’t be able to get to work fast enough.”

The man with his back to her opened his eyes slightly and, after a moment of silence, closed his eyes and, as if without meaning to, turned around and took Micaela in his arms, two words escaping his thin lips, “Sleep.”

Micaela buried herself in his arms and curved her lips.

…

Nico had just returned to The Holy City a few days before Florence knocked on his door.

But this time, Nico didn’t see her.

The Campoverde de Pie is coming through.

Florencia cupped the cards in the living room and bit her lip, “Campoverde, Mr. Nico is not going to see me, he’s going to regret it.”

Campoverde’s faint official smile, “Whether Mr. Nico is going to regret it or not, that is Mr. Nico’s business, Mr. Nico said he was too busy to see you today, I, as Mr. Nico’s assistant, will only do what Mr. Nico tells me to do, I will not take Mr. Nico’s place Mr. Florencia, please come back, Mr. Nico will not see you today.”

Florencia was finally reluctant and dropped the cards on the salon table. “Then bother Campoverde to give these letters to Mr. Nico to read, I have come to deliver them because I don’t want Mr. Nico to be fooled by my sister.”

Florencia left the letter and left the Amengual Group.

Campoverde picked up the letters, scanned the envelopes a couple of times and frowned slightly; he feared the letters from England were no good.

When Campoverde handed Nico the letters from England, Nico’s eyes were a little more intense.

“Mr. Nico, this is a letter from Florence, but I think it is also possible that Florence is trying to provoke your relationship with Miss Micaela. ”

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When Campoverde left, Nico immediately opened the envelope and impatiently shook out the letterhead inside.

But this time, the first line of the letter pierced Nico’s eyes.

“Huan, I was so happy to hear from you, I thought you would never care about me again in your life…”

Happy? Called so intimately?

The cold light in Nico’s eyes was biting, and the fingers holding the letter were clenched into fists, fingertips almost tearing the thick paper.

Micaela replied to Dario Cepeda.

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Blanco y Negro was shot over nine months.

When Micaela returned to La Ciudad Santa, it was already winter in La Ciudad Santa.

As soon as she got off the plane from the airport and landed, she contacted Nico and sent him a Facebook message.

During the nine months of filming, she rarely contacted Nico, knowing that the man definitely held his anger in his heart after being left out during this period, so Micaela took an extra initiative.

“Mister Nico, I’ve arrived in The Holy City, are you coming to pick me up?”

It’s a sappy tone.

Nico received this Facebook with a somber and cold look and deleted the one she had sent, immediately.

And that night, Nico dawdled until past eleven o’clock at night without giving Micaela a single message.

Micaela called him and he didn’t answer.

Micaela texts him and he doesn’t answer.

Late at night, Micaela couldn’t resist sending him another message, jokingly asking, “Mr. Nico, don’t you love me anymore?”.

Nico was at the table, full of alcohol, and when he saw this Facebook post, he cursed through gritted teeth, “Bitch.

I don’t know whether to scold Micaela or myself.

At the drinks table, he smashed a cell phone right away, scaring his fellow B-party member.