Devoted Love, Mr. Hayes’ Darling Wife

Micaela’s self-critical and joking response on Twitter was quickly overcome.

The rumors aren’t in the black.

But since Micaela’s big screen stardom has grown by the dozens, there has been no shortage of rivals digging a hole for Micaela.

This is not uncommon in the entertainment industry, and Micaela is fine with it, as she intends to make good movies and isn’t too happy about getting caught up in insider fights.

She looks into the abyss while the abyss looks back at you.

So Micaela has always believed that if you stand your ground, the clearer you are, the clearer you will be.

Micaela has also never been afraid of gossip.

Nico hadn’t originally signed up for Twitter, but then called Campoverde and asked him to authenticate his account.

Soon, Nico also had an official account.

Nico posted a direct photo of him and Savanna taken together as children, tweeting with the caption, “Did I hear my sister is my girlfriend’s illegitimate daughter? Are you guys making sense with this generation?”

Nico’s registration of an official Twitter account was already a pretty big deal, but as soon as it was registered, it helped create two more explosive buzzwords.

Nico’s account, which instantly shot to number one on Twitter.

Twitter hotspots are perfectly aligned with several related hotspots in a strangely pictorial way.

1, Nico to register a Twitter account.

2, NicoMicaela.

3, Nico’s sister.

4, Micaela’s illegitimate daughter.

Mr. and Mrs. Nico, who instantly dominated the front row of the hot search, kept the foodies busy with a melon.

Twitter’s servers hang in the balance.

After dropping those flat thunderclaps, Nico tossed his phone in a breeze, as Micaela had called him to dinner.

Micaela was very relieved to leave this matter in Nico’s hands. Besides, Nico had already spoken to Celesta on the phone, so he must have already spoken to her and Nico and Celesta could handle this matter properly.

Right in the middle of the meal, Pastora sent her a WhatsApp: “Oh my God!!! Micaela go look at Twitter!!! It’s crazy!!! Mr. Nico is too much of a man!!! Mr. Nico is too much of a man!!! Now I’m a fan of Mr. Nico!!!!! ”

Pastora put several exclamation points in rapid succession, making Micaela curious as well.

“What did you just say using my Twitter, he seems to be stirring up Twitter. ”

Nico smiled but said nothing, “You can check it out.”

He smiled as if he had surprised her.

Micaela was on Twitter, and as she went through the hot spots, she saw the ones at the top of the list.

As she looked at it, Micaela inquired, “Did you just sign up for a Twitter account?”

“Well, there was also a Twitter post in an official capacity. ”

Micaela clicked on his Twitter account to see a follow up, a tweet, over 100. 000 comments and hundreds of thousands of likes in just over an hour.

He went so far as to make a direct official acknowledgement on Twitter of their relationship.

Micaela was startled and stopped there, staring.

Nico saw her surprise and moved closer to her, his thin lips close to hers, his Savanna gaze looking down at her with a slight warm, soft smile, “You don’t like it, huh?”

Micaela swallowed her throat as she held her phone and turned her head slightly to look at Nico, slightly lost. “I, I didn’t think you’d do that.”

“Why didn’t you think of that, so if I marry you later, you won’t be stoned?”

“… Married?”

Micaela had never felt like getting married, getting married.

Even when she eloped with Dario at sixteen, she never thought of marrying him, though she longed for him to give her a warm home.

Perhaps because of Beltran, or perhaps because she never had the warmth of a family in La familia Matamoros, Micaela never really longed for something like marriage.

Marriage is a bondage and a burden for her.

When she got together with Nico, she honestly had no desire to get married either, as she was convinced from the beginning that between her and Nico there was only a relationship of commerce and profit.

She and Nico have reached a point in their relationship where they have long since abandoned her original intentions and control.

It’s a no-brainer, it’s true.

Nico said domineeringly, “Sooner or later our relationship will have to be announced, so announcing it sooner now will keep some insensitive people from coming to mess with you even though they know you’re mine.”This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

Micaela just looked at him in slight bewilderment, a little stunned.

“What, you still want someone other than me to mess with you, huh?”

Nico was a little annoyed that he had done it with the intention of surprising her, but now it seemed like a burden to him.

“I didn’t, it’s just, you announced our relationship in front of everyone, and it won’t be easy for … you to back out later if you want to.”

Nico looked at her with a rare hesitant, torn look and couldn’t help but laugh, deliberately looking at her in a sullen voice, “How come I didn’t see it before, Micaela, but you’re this kind of person, and you’re thinking about your own future?”

“…” Micaela brushed her lips, “I don’t want to be like Mr. Nico’s previous girlfriends, who made a lot of noise when they dated, and got the whole internet talking when they broke up. I don’t want to be the protagonist of Pastora’s gossip.”

Nico laughed lightly and his dark eyes, which had always been unbearably arrogant, turned soft and loving as he looked at her. “Micaela, you’re jealous, aren’t you?”.

In a rare childish witticism, Micaela said, “I wasn’t.”

But her cheeks, too, were indisputably slightly flushed scarlet.

Nico couldn’t resist reaching out and touching her face, it was soft and warm and he made her feel it all lovingly as he said, “I’ve always had female partners before you, you know that, but you’re the only girlfriend I’ve ever admitted to, the only woman I’ve ever had a serious relationship with.”

Micaela lightly caressed his lips, “You said that to every term?”.

“How many fucking years have I spent with a human girl like that? I can’t agree to spend that much time with a human girl, the longest relationship before you was only two years, and we probably saw each other less than ten times. I’d have to be crazy to spend that much time with you and be mistreated by you if I was just having fun with you.”

“…”

Who was abused by whom? He’s being mean.

In the evening, when Nico comes out of the bathroom after his shower, he sees Micaela rummaging through a closet.

“Looking for something?”

The man walks up to her, bare-chested, and stands behind her, wrapping his long arms around her and kissing her hair at the temples, asking warmly.

Micaela had some bank cards in her hand, she looked back at him, then pushed him away and turned to him, holding the cards and said earnestly, “The passwords to all the bank cards, they are my birthday cards, one is a card you gave me, I rarely use it, on these three cards, probably less than 30 million in total, mostly earned from the shootings in the last two years after the fire. ”

Micaela put one of the bank cards in his hand and looked directly at him, “There is five million on this card. I know it’s a small amount for the support you’ve given me in my career, but five million, consider it closure between you and me.”

“Closure?” Why did it sound so bad to Nico?

When Micaela saw his frown grow more and more furrowed, even his eyes grew cold, she was quick to say, “Don’t get angry yet, hear me out first. When I say closure, I mean a closure of our relationship. You said that I am your girlfriend, then from today onwards, I will pay you back the one time I made an exchange of benefits with you before.”

Only upon hearing this, Nico’s frown loosened and he sighed in relief, “That doesn’t count that much.”

“No. The money you used to pay for my grandmother’s treatment and for my education was considered a loan to me, and now I’m paying you back. Our benefit exchange relationship ends here.”

Nico looked at her serious face and smiled seductively, and his tall, buff body took a step closer to hers.

“So tell me, now, what is our relationship?”

Water was still dripping from the ends of his short black hair, sliding over his face, warm and cold, and his voice was muffled and low, very textured.

Micaela looked at his handsome, clear features, stood on tiptoe, kissed him, and answered his question with immense sincerity, saying, “A lover, a lover who might try to become a marriage partner.”

Nico’s back was stroked and the kiss, then, deepened as his large hand clutched the back of her head.

Micaela gasped slightly at the kiss and whispered intensely in his ear, “Nico, I mean it.”

“I know, it’s very hard to get someone who has fallen into money to give me their bank card pin number voluntarily.” Nico laughed derisively.

Micaela lifted her chin and her red lips came to rest on the bridge of his high, upper nose.

The endearment, deeper and heavier.