Devoted Love, Mr. Hayes’ Darling Wife

The news of Micaela’s low-key return to Spain was not revealed to any media, but one media outlet picked up on it and headlined Twitter.

The number one search is: Micaela has returned home today with a low profile.

Micaela, still on the plane, is still unaware of the news.

Right now, in the warm winter sunshine of the La Villa Rouco compound, a toddler holds a tablet and surfs the Internet, her short, white hands tapping images on the tablet.

Paulita, who is two weeks old, holds up a tablet and asks Roberto, who is sunbathing next to her, “Grandpa, do you think this chick is hot?”

Roberto looked with his presbyopia glasses on and saw a beautiful young woman on a tablet that always looked familiar. “This looks like some kind of movie star, doesn’t it?”.

Paulita pursed her lips, blinked innocently at Roberto and said, not yet articulate, “Grandpa, her name is Micaela and she’s my idol. ”

Puzzled, Roberto frowned and asked, “What does idol mean?”

“Idols … Idols are the beans that Paulita likes.”

Roberto laughed at the innocent, tender, serious look on his granddaughter’s face and reached out to stroke her little head. “Paulita likes this aunt, huh?”.

Paulita nodded with her very serious little chin, “Grandpa, I have liked this aunt for a long time, grandpa, I want daddy to bring this aunt home so we can have dinner and a drink together, is that okay?”.

Roberto choked, this Adam had taken Paulita on a few blind dates before, all of which Paulita had screamingly rejected, and it wasn’t often that a woman could take a liking to Paulita.

Roberto looked at Micaela in the photo and saw that she was much prettier than the average woman, but looks were not the only thing that mattered, it was also a matter of character and family history, and that she took care of the children.

It is not possible to find a stepmother who would abuse Paulita again, whom La Villa Rouco pampered in the palm of her hand.

Seeing Roberto’s thoughtful silence, Paulita reached out her little hand and tugged on Roberto’s sleeve, saying in a milky voice, “Abuelo, okay?”

Roberto smiled and said, “Since our Paulita likes it, I’ll ask someone to ask around.”

“Velasco, come here, check this Micaela, find out what kind of person she is, what family she is the daughter of, and what her character and family history is.”

Velasco stood next to the old man and said respectfully, “President, I have heard of this Micaela, she was an artist of the Amengual Group the first two years, but in the last two she has gone to Hollywood and made a name for herself, she is the pride of the Nordic actresses. The airport is already packed with fans.”

“What a star.” The old man was a little sad, “A star is a little restless in the end, and her background is not innocent enough to be Paulita’s mother. Actresses are too busy and are never very good with children.”

Velasco smiled, “That’s true. But it would be nice if President Adam would bring Micaela to play with the young girl, since he likes her so much. ”NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

The little dwarf bean, who had been standing by Roberto’s leg, listened intently to their conversation, and when he got the important information, he blinked and scurried out of the house on two short lifting legs and ran out into the courtyard garden.

The driver, Tio Facundo, was sitting by the flowerbeds playing landlord on his cell phone. When he saw Paulita arrive, he quickly put it away and asked her with a smile, “What are you doing, little ancestral?”

“Uncle Facundo, can you take Paulita to the airport?”

“What? You’re alone, huh?”

Paulita smiled and said seriously, “Yes, alone! I’m going to see my idol! Tio Facundo, will you drive Paulita there?”

It was clear that she was asking for something, but the posture of this little bean was nothing like that of the one asking for something.

Uncle Facundo was amused, “Then Uncle Facundo wouldn’t dare, if I lost you, wouldn’t your grandfather and father have to kill me?”

Paulita wrinkled her little white eyebrows and stopped in front of Tio Facundo, not letting him go, her little milk voice quivering as she threatened, “If you don’t drive the car and take me to the airport, I’ll have Grandpa throw you out too, Tio Facundo are you afraid?”

Uncle Facundo snorted with laughter, “Afraid, very afraid! But still, Tio Facundo can’t take you to the airport.”

“Hmph!” Paulita was left clutching her little arms angrily.

Tio Facundo laughed and shook his head, sighing as he headed for the villa, “This bear of a child, what a face.”

Uncle Facundo went to inform Roberto, who thought it was too dangerous for a two-year-old to go to the airport to chase a star and told Paulita to take a nap.

Paulita stood stubbornly by the car and refused to leave, her little white eyebrows always furrowed as she nudged Roberto in the mouth and said, “Hmmph, if Grandpa doesn’t let Paulita go see her idol, Paulita doesn’t sleep, eat, or drink her grandmother!”

Velasco also laughed, “The little girl wants to go chase the stars, Presidente, how about this, I’ll take Paulita to the airport with Tio Facundo to see Micaela, we are two adults with a little girl, there should be no problems.”

Roberto could do nothing with his granddaughter and pinched Paulita’s little nose, affectionately telling her, “If your daddy finds out you went to the airport to chase a star, he’ll come back and beat you up!”

The little boy blinked and said righteously, “Then don’t tell Daddy, Grandpa! Daddy is very, very bad and Paulita will be very, very unhappy. Cry, cry.”

Roberto shook his head with a helpless smile and instructed, “Velasco, you and Tio Facundo be sure to keep an eye on Paulita, the airport is crowded and you will be to blame if you lose her. ”

“Yes, President.”

…

Micaela landed and took the VIP lane.

But to my surprise, as soon as they left the hallway, a crowd of fans approached.

“Micaela! Over here! Over here!”

Micaela pulled the brim of her black baseball cap down on her head, but it still didn’t stop the blinding flashes.

The young assistant shielded Micaela’s side and said anxiously, “Micaela, go that way! No crowding! Don’t take pictures!”

Security had not arrived and there were so many fans around that Micaela was trapped for a while.

When Micaela looked down and tightened the brim of her hat, she noticed a small pink blob at the feet of the group of fans, who were looking at her with wide, adoring eyes, and Micaela was on guard.

Where did the little guy come from.

“Don’t squeeze, there’s a baby!”

Micaela rushed over and dragged Paulita to her side, “Are you all right, little one?”

But Paulita threw her arms around Micaela’s legs and said, “Mommy! Hugs!”

Micaela: “…”

What’s going on here?

The surrounding fans were also confused, when did Micaela have such a beautiful daughter?

On the other hand, Paulita’s little milk voice was still loud and clear: “Hugs! I want a hug!”

The little one’s tiny white hands tugged at the corner of Micaela’s coat and she wiggled her little body toward Micaela in a cute, commanding way.

Micaela, not knowing what emotion she was feeling, or perhaps fearing a stampede, unconsciously picked up the little one.

As soon as she took her in her arms, the little one’s hands wrapped around her neck and she could not let go.

Security soon arrived and, under their protection, Micaela carried Paulita and her assistant to the subway garage shortly thereafter.

Velasco and Tio Facundo also made their escape.

Velasco went after her and politely said, “Excuse me Miss Micaela, this is our Miss, we almost lost her a moment ago, Miss, come home with us, leave it! If you make any more noise, the president of the board of directors will not be happy”.

Paulita closes her little hands around Micaela’s neck and doesn’t come down, her little face brushing against Micaela’s neck.

Micaela feared that the child had gotten lost with his mother and had met a trafficker, and that is why she clung so rigidly to his neck to ask for help, saying, “This gentleman, this child doesn’t seem to know you.”

Velasco froze, 80% of the time Micaela had taken him for a trafficker, “Miss Micaela, I’m really not a trafficker, this child is really the little girl from La Villa Rouco, I’m her grandfather’s assistant.”

But at this juncture, the more he explained, the darker it became. Micaela looked defensively at Velasco and Uncle Facundo and gently asked the little boy in her arms, “Small, do you know these two uncles?”

Paulita shook her head, unrecognizable, and just wanted to take Aunt Micaela home for dinner.

Micaela looked at Velasco and Tio Facundo and decided to call the police to deal with them.