Devoted Love, Mr. Hayes’ Darling Wife

The black business car enters the courtyard of Moonlight Bay villa.

The yard was full of snow and the sound of the wheels hitting the ground was inexplicably harsh.

Nico didn’t even listen to what Micaela was saying, “What did you say?”.

Micaela took a deep breath and stared at him in the gloom, unfazed, “Nico, I want to go to Hollywood and make a getaway.”

The olive branch offered by Cerro is an opportunity most people would never have had. Micaela is not in the habit of wasting things, she is only twenty-two and the man she loves is at the top of the pyramid, she cannot tolerate that she is weak and needs a strong man to protect her, let alone that she and Nico are “unworthy” of each other.

It’s not that she doesn’t deserve it, it’s that she wants to be strong so that one day, even without Nico’s blessing, she can stand tall by Nico’s side and be the envy of everyone, and Nico’s girlfriend is Micaela.

Micaela preferred her to be at Nico’s side, unlike the actresses she had previously dated in superficial relationships where no one had asked for names because she was just a companion at Nico’s side.

Micaela greedily wishes she had her own name when she was at Nico’s side.

And, when the name Nico is mentioned in the world, it must be in conjunction with the name Micaela.

It doesn’t have the longing and impulsive fantasies of a teenage heart room with so many romantic elements for love.

Parejo is the most beautiful word for love that Micaela’s barren imagination can invent.

For him, she wants to be better; for him, she wants to be stronger and live up to it.

Nico sat in the car and let go of her, slowly rising from her and leaning back in his seat, he clenched his fist and tapped his forehead as if he had been thinking for a long time, and after a long moment asked, “Do you want to leave, or do you want to inform me that you are going to Hollywood soon?”

The air pressure around Nico gradually dropped.

Micaela did not want to confront him and said, “My agency’s contract is pressured by you, it was originally signed for ten years, if you insist on not letting me go, I can’t pay the breach of contract through the roof. I leave the decision in your hands.”

Heh, what a great thing to say.

Nico scoffed, “Now are you negotiating with me as an Amengual Pictures Group artist or as my Nico’s fiancee?”

“Both. I prefer the latter.”

Nico clenched the back of his teeth as he stared at the side of her face and asked, “Micaela, are you trying to break up with me?”

Micaela’s eyes averted slightly and her fingers unconsciously squeezed the corner of her coat.

The fear of loss deepened.

Micaela hated the feeling and swallowed, her voice a little hoarse, “No, but would you break up with me if I went to Hollywood?”

If it hadn’t been for that note of humility in her tone, Nico, with his temper, would have exploded.

But Nico couldn’t help but feel hurt to hear her speak to him in that tone.

Really useless, he.

With the fender up on the car, Campoverde figured the two men in the back seat didn’t know they were home, so he politely got out and went over to knock on the door, politely reminding himself, “Mr. Nico, home.”

Nico couldn’t contain his hostility and growled, “Out.”

“…” Campoverde is on cloud nine.

One minute Mr. Nico is smiling and warm, and the next he is a raging beast.

The car door didn’t open and the person inside was slow to get out.

Inside the car, the air pressure is as low as possible.

Nico is surrounded by scales that seem to break Micaela’s neck at the slightest touch.

Micaela expected that to be the result and found it impossible not to get angry.

Micaela’s voice was dry and husky as she pursed her lips and said in a warm voice, “I wanted to tell you earlier, but when the words were on my lips, I swallowed them and tried to mention it to you again a few days ago, but you were on a business trip.”

Light words, an explanation of sorts, not only to inform him routinely, but also to discuss with him, but there are some things that are hard to say.

Nico leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes slightly, his chest rising and falling slightly, his intense emotions calmed a little with these words.

But what followed was a loss and an emptiness in his heart.

In the dimly lit car, she asked, “I’m not as important to you as going to Hollywood, am I?”

The voice carried no anger, but a flat, disappointed question.

He dared not look her in the eye for fear of seeing the signs of his lie.

Micaela shook her head and said, “Not at all.”

Inside Nico’s mind, there was a secret sigh of relief.

Even he himself felt so unproductive that he still seemed like a man…. He’s just a loser.

Being completely controlled and dominated by a woman, Nico felt he was going to waste himself.

Micaela is not a person who likes to reveal her emotions, nor is she in the habit of pouring out her heart. She simply believes that it is her decision, and that she will carry out whatever decision she has made in her heart, without the other party having to know about it and without demanding that they carry it out as well as she does.

But now, Micaela couldn’t help but say, “I wanted to go to Hollywood because I wanted to grow up to be someone who could stand up to you, and when those people said we weren’t worthy of each other, I thought I could ignore it. But Nico, I realized that inside I want to be an equal partner with you, I want to be good enough for you, not a wimp who can only hide behind you when things go wrong, and I want to be alone so that if you ever need me, I can stand in front of you and protect you.”

It is the first time Nico hears these words from Micaela.

Inevitably, her heart fluttered slightly and she didn’t know what to say to Micaela.

Nico’s long silence made Micaela think that what he had said seemed ridiculous.

Micaela turned her head slightly to look at him and let out a soft laugh, “Do you think what I said was childish?”.

How could he, Nico, reduce himself to the point of needing her to get in his way one day.

She is but a speck of dust in the entertainment industry, how could she be strong enough to stand shoulder to shoulder and on equal footing with Nico?

Nico was at a loss for an answer, should he say it? In his character, he should have said: whoever says we don’t deserve each other, I’ll gag his mouth.

But again, Nico knew Micaela wasn’t kidding.

Deeply helpless, not wanting to let him leave her, and having to let her go.

The emotions were so overwhelming that he got out of the car first, alone.

Walking from the yard to the cottage, he was without an umbrella, his head and shoulders covered in snowflakes, and covered in cold.

Micaela sat in the car for a long time, pinching her palm with her fingertips, before mustering the courage to get out and face him.

Whatever Nico’s final decision, she will beautifully and consistently take her previous decisions all the way to the end.

Suppose he decides to give up on her, that’s okay; when she returns, she will reappear and haunt him again.

As Micaela went back inside, which was dark and lightless, her elbow was suddenly grasped firmly by a large hand and she was pulled into a not very warm embrace.

The other man was dominant and his tone was forceful: “How long are you going to be away from me?”.

Micaela was slightly stunned, was she in total agreement?

“If it’s quick, two years? I’m not sure, but I’ll do it as soon as I can.”Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Two years, brutal as hell.

Nico squeezed her arm, unconsciously squeezing it so hard that Micaela felt the pain but said nothing.

Letting him hold on like that.