Devoted Love, Mr. Hayes’ Darling Wife

A little over six months later, Micaela is recovering quite well, and although her blood clotting is still not as good as that of a normal healthy person, it is much better than before.

Her platelet count has also increased considerably.

All thanks to Sein.

In addition, Micaela is still taking the medication and western medicine prescribed by Sein.

Once Micaela was medically fit, Nico married her on Martha’s Vineyard.

Spectacular wedding.

Salvos and pyrotechnics were launched from twelve helicopters in the air.

The night’s dazzling fireworks, created by the first modern-day master pyrotechnicians, were grand and endless.

Vocal.

That same day, news of Nico and Micaela’s big wedding ran all over social media.

A decade of long-distance running.

Finally, they decided to unite and delve into each other’s lives.

Matthew was the master of ceremonies at the wedding.

Paulita and Lucio followed the long wedding dress with a basket of roses and acted as little flower girls.

The wedding was in full swing when the speeches were made.

The master of ceremonies asked, “What does the groom have to say to the bride?”

Nico faced the stage and said over the microphone, “They say the seven-year itch, I, Nico, have been on a long journey for ten years straight. Between us, there is no seven-year itch, I’ve been chasing Micaela for ten years, and in the tenth year, I, Nico, have finally married Micaela!”

“Ten years, tossing and turning and giving it up, but a long time hasn’t left me completely discouraged and dead. I’ve always wondered how much magic there was in this man for me not to forget him or leave him for ten years, but, in those ten years, to love him more and more until I was paranoid and madly in love.”

“Micaela, is Nico’s life. Without Micaela in this life, I, Nico, would rather live alone.”

Nico took Micaela’s hand and stood on the stage, no matter the surrounding noise, no matter the amount of people and things around him, the only person in his determined gaze was Micaela.

He looked at Micaela with searing determination and into the microphone, “Ten years, Micaela, I’ve finally married you. It’s all been worth it.”

Then Nico reached out and took Micaela in his arms, whispering in Micaela’s ear in a voice that only two people could hear, “Don’t cry, Micaela, my heart hurts.”

The applause from the stage was so loud it drowned everything out.

Nico kissed her ear and said through the microphone, “From now on, I will take care of loving you and you will take care of being happy! I have only one request for you, and that is peace and prosperity! Micaela, can you do it?”.

Micaela’s eyes watered slightly and she answered loudly into the microphone, “Yes!”.

The master of ceremonies then asked the bride, “And the bride, what does she have to say to the groom?”.

Micaela turned to the microphone, looking at Nico, tears falling from her eyes as she said, “After ten years of love, I have nothing to say to you. I never thought there would be anyone in this world who would love me more than my family and anyone else. It’s not the first time I’ve been a girlfriend, but both times I’ve been a girlfriend, I’ve been a girlfriend to the same person.”

“The first time I was not a good girlfriend for you, the second time I will try to be a good Mrs. Micaela. all my emotions of love and hate are related to a man named Nico, when I love him, it is the happiest feeling in the world, and when I hate him, I have only wanted to be entangled with a man named Nico for the rest of my life. I thought about saying goodbye to him forever, but I also clearly understood that in this life, I either married him or I was alone, and I never wanted to start a new relationship with anyone else but him. Because all my feelings, I gave them all to a man named Nico and I never had the strength to love anyone else.”

Micaela, with slightly reddened eyes, looked at him and choked, “Nico, I love you. The spring breeze is not as good as you, the warm sun and cool breeze are not as good as you, the red maples in the mountains are not as good as you, the warm winter sun is not as good as you, and all the wine, I say, is not as good as you!”

As soon as the words left his mouth, Nico wrapped his arms around Micaela’s waist and lowered his head, sealing the kiss with a fervent, commanding kiss.

The guests on stage applauded enthusiastically.

The wedding reached its climax.

Micaela threw back the bridal bouquet she held in her hand.

Paulita sat high on Adam’s shoulders and received the bouquet in mid-air.

Some of the young unmarried girls went home disappointed, not realizing that the bridal bouquet had been snatched by a first grader.

Paulita, too young to understand the significance of receiving the bridal bouquet, cheerfully boasted to Adam and Star, “Daddy, Star, I got the flowers!”.

Adam: … I shouldn’t have helped the elementary school children gather and catch the bridal bouquet.

Outburst.

Adam’s sense of crisis as an old husband has advanced, and the delicious cabbage he raised himself doesn’t know which pig will go in the future. The pigs will be the best.

Star: … Is it true that women are too big for their britches?

But what kind of son-in-law would he have to be in Adam’s eyes?

…

The wedding is over.

Matthew and the others said they would organize a cave, but it would basically take until the wee hours of the morning to finish.

Nico didn’t want Micaela to stay up all night, so he canceled the wedding ceremony.

After dinner, the guests left the table.

Nico drove the car and took Micaela back to her private villa on Martha’s Vineyard.

Micaela also sported an intricate floor-length white wedding dress.

The white veil on her head still covers her, and her stunningly beautiful features appear in shadow under the sheer white veil.

The white Lincoln arrives at the estate.

Nico got out of the car, walked around to the front, opened the passenger door and saw his girlfriend.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Nico didn’t rush to get her out of the car, but stood by the door and watched her for a moment.

Micaela was slightly stunned and looked at him through her veil, “What’s wrong?”.

Then Nico bent down slightly and lifted her up, hooking his thin lips and saying, “It’s nothing, it’s just that the dream is a bit unreal, what two years ago I couldn’t even think about is now real, I always feel like I’m dreaming. why don’t you pinch me?”

Micaela stood up laughing and threw her arms around his neck and kissed him on the lips through the veil. “So now what, you still feel like you’re dreaming?”

Nico chuckled and teased, “It probably won’t feel real until we’re inside later, lift the veil and let me kiss you long enough.”

Micaela reached up and twisted his shoulder muscles hard, “Let you go rogue!”.

Carried up to the villa’s bedroom.

The red bridal bed is decorated with peanuts, cinnamon, lotus seeds and red dates.

There were also balloons and ribbons all over the floor.

Nico stepped on several balloons along the way.

Waving those peanuts and cinnamon and such to the side of the bed before setting Micaela down to sit on the bed, not letting them choke his wife.

Micaela is sitting at the head of the bridal bed.

Half kneeling on the floor, Nico looked down at her, reached under the intricate layers of her wedding dress, took her slender white ankles, placed them on his lap and removed her heels.

“Are you tired?”

The man’s large, slender hands massaged her feet a couple of times.

Micaela shook her head and let out a laugh, “It’s okay, my feet are just a little sore from not wearing heels for so long.”

“I told you to wear flats and hide under your wedding dress and no one would see you, you didn’t listen to me.”

Micaela looked at him with her eyes lowered and said with a slight smile, “It’s just this wedding, it has to be formal. It’s not right to be seen with flat shoes under a wedding dress.”

“Who dares to say you’re not like that? If you want to have a wedding, I can do it for you every day from now on.”

Micaela couldn’t help herself, “Forget it then, it’s strangely exhausting to have such a big wedding.”

Nico looked at her red lips under the veil and lifted her hand, lifting the veil, back.

Micaela’s beautiful, dazzling face was fully revealed.

Nico had seen many beautiful women, but he was still surprised when he met Micaela, only eighteen years old, on the grounds of La familia Matamoros.

When beauty is too much, it is easy to be striking, but Micaela’s beauty is too much, but with a bit of coolness, beauty and nobility.

The aura is imperial and fairy-like.

When she smiles sweetly, the whale falls into the sea, the stars sink into the pool and the sweetness of the world seems to live in her eyes.

How lucky Nico was to be the only one to see such tenderness.

It was the height of worldly beauty.

Nico picked up Micaela and leaned in for a loving kiss.

As they kissed, the uneasiness in the air flared and Nico reached his hand to the lace of her wedding dress from behind and was about to unbutton it when Micaela suddenly cut him off to stop him.

Nico kissed the bridge of her nose, his low, magnetic voice was raspy to the core, but also soft, “What’s the matter, hungry?”

She thought he was hungry and stopped him.

After all, Micaela hadn’t eaten much on her bridal day.

Without waiting for Micaela to respond, Nico had already gotten up, rubbed the back of her neck and said, “I’m going to cook something for you to eat.”

He was about to turn to leave when Micaela grabbed his hand, “I’m not hungry.”

Nico frowned slightly and asked worriedly, “So what’s wrong?”.

“Neither.”

Micaela’s bright eyes, holding only a slight, soft smile, looked up at him.

She took his large hand, pressed it against the flat of her belly and spoke in a clear voice, “Nico, you’re going to be a father.”

Nico’s eyes twitched and his eyebrows furrowed, the first feeling he got was not excitement or elation but concern, “Is something wrong, you’re not still on the pill, how did you get pregnant?”

“I’ve been off the pill for a while, I just didn’t tell you, I was afraid you would disagree and worry, so I took the liberty of going back on it myself. It’s been a month now and Sein says it still doesn’t look hemolytic, he’s still healthy and maybe the baby they miscarried earlier didn’t test positive for blood. But the anti-D immune globulin was given to prevent hemolysis and what happens next is up to God, whether it’s a fetal miscarriage or what, I’m prepared for it.”

“Are you trying to worry me to death, not tell me something that big?”

Micaela wrapped her arms around his neck, smoothed his hair and said softly, “I’m telling you now, aren’t I? Nico, you can’t be angry on your wedding night, can you?”.

Nico: “… You’re a real piece of work.”

Micaela laughed: “Well, don’t be mad, I do get a little hungry, best man, do you want to make something for your bride to eat?”.

Nico reached up and curved his long fingers to stroke her forehead.

Micaela closed her eyes and smiled as she waited for this outburst.

Nico gave up, gave a gentle slap and withdrew his hand, “Forget it, you win.”

Micaela took his hand, brought it to her lips, and on the back of her hand, dropped a soft kiss, saying, “Nico, thank you.”