Devoted Love, Mr. Hayes’ Darling Wife

Nico had almost finished a cigarette when a young nurse came running out of the hospital looking for someone.

When she saw Nico from afar, she hurried to inform him, “Mr. Nico, I’ve found you, Mrs. Nico.

Nico’s fingers tightened their grip on his cigarette and he immediately dropped the butt in the ashtray on the wastebasket, walking briskly towards the courtyard.

Micaela finally woke up.

Savanna also followed Nico closely into the living room.

The moment Nico pushed open the door to the hospital room, she saw Micaela leaning on the bed, her face haggard from serious illness, and looking at him with an added gentleness in her gaze.

“Where have you been, I’m lying like this and you still have the heart to go out and enjoy yourself? I heard from grandpa that you didn’t even look at the baby, even the name was given to you by grandpa, Nico, what are you up to?”

Even though he says this, Micaela has a flirtatious smile in her eyes, clearly she doesn’t want him to worry.

Nico just looked at her, paused for a few seconds, took a big step towards the hospital bed and hugged Micaela tightly. “You think if you die, I’ll even get that baby killed? micaela, you better be alive and well, alive and well, or I will…. ”

Micaela pushed him away slightly and looked at the corners of his slightly red eyes and sneered, “Or else, what, Nico, it’s your child, a tiger can’t eat its child, you can’t get the child killed.”

Micaela took his hand and said, “Well, I’m fine now, I’m not alive yet, but in a few days I’ll give you back your Mrs. Micaela.”All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Seeing Nico frown, still angry, Micaela took his hand, squeezed it, shook it again and, in a rare moment of pouting, “Nico? Mr. Nico? Nico?”

Nico raised his hand and brought it to his forehead, “Not next time.”

He seemed worried that she wasn’t taking him seriously, and his look was uncharacteristically serious again as he said, word for word, “Micaela, I’m not kidding you.”

“I know.”

Nico let out a long sigh and took her in his arms again, his voice low, “Micaela, do you know you’re playing with your life at will? Not only are you playing with your life, but you’re playing with mine at the same time. When you had a hemorrhage and passed out right under my nose, my whole world collapsed. The feeling of having the world and losing it all in a moment is something I never want to experience again.”

Micaela looked at him with curved lips, knowing he was really scared for her, “Nico, I’m sorry I made you feel so bad, from now on, I won’t be so willful, I’ll take care of myself, I’ll live for me and I’ll live for you.”

Suddenly, a loud wail came from far and near.

Grandfather Amengual approached with the baby in his arms, followed by a nurse.

Grandfather Amengual said, “The child has been crying, I think he is hungry. Take a look.

The nurse explained, “The baby was supposed to drink milk right after birth, but Mrs. Micaela was in a coma for a few days because of the hemorrhage, so we gave him formula milk first, and today the baby was refusing to continue drinking formula milk, and we had a headache.”

The nurse also had a small bottle in her hand.

For the past few days, Micaela has been in a coma and in the NICU, and the baby has been cared for by a special nurse at the hospital.

Micaela said, “Grandfather, bring the baby to me.”

Grandfather Amengual carries the baby into Micaela’s arms.

Micaela held and rocked gently.

Nico asked, “Can you hold him?”

Micaela was bleeding profusely, she had recovered from a serious illness and was too weak and frail to carry a child.

Micaela chuckled, “How about you hold him?”

Nico frowned a little, she was soft and had little weight in her hands, he was not very used to holding her.

Micaela held the crying baby for a while and then the baby stopped crying.

“Give me the bottle of milk.”

Micaela took the bottle from the nurse, put it in the baby’s mouth and gently teased, “Little Cerrato, have some milk.”

The little baby’s little mouth sucked on the bottle and obediently gurgled and drank.

The nurse said, “Mrs. Micaela, you’d better talk to the doctor about breastfeeding him first, the baby has just been born and it’s really better to drink breast milk.”

Micaela reflected, “Yes, but I still have a hangover from the medication and I can’t breastfeed.”

Grandfather Amengual said, “I tell you what, Nico, send someone to find more professional, young and fit nanny mothers to breastfeed little Cerrato. ”

The nurse said, “That’s also the best thing, Mrs. Micaela is definitely not going to be able to breastfeed in this state.”

Nico looked down and asked Micaela, “If you agree, I’ll send for someone now.”

Micaela said with a slight smile, “Where can I disagree, I can’t breastfeed the baby now either, breastfeeding him instead hurts him and me.”

Micaela looked at the little baby she was milking and said softly, “It is more important for little Cerrato to drink milk, our little Cerrato has to drink more nutritious and good quality milk, mom can’t do it here, so I will have to give it to little Cerrato. ”

Little Cerrato, drinking milk in his arms, gurgles and gulps, moving his half-open eyes, still looking wrinkled and ungrown.

When little Cerrato had finished his milk, Micaela directed a glance at Nico and said, “Nico, I’m a little tired of holding, can you hold him for me for a while.”

With that, Micaela tucked little Cerrato into Nico’s arms.

Nico was stunned, but had to hold on.

When I had the child in my arms, I didn’t dare move, I didn’t know how to hold him, and I was afraid he would fall out of my arms, like he was frozen silly.

Savanna and Micaela burst out laughing.

“Sister-in-law, I’ve never seen my brother so stupid!”

Micaela warned, “Relax, don’t hold him so tight or the baby will cry again.”

Nico’s brow furrowed, “I’m not a good baby carrier, this is like a hot potato, who’s going to carry him?” Savanna, you do it.

Savanna fled to Micaela, “I’m not hugging, I’ve been hugging for a while now, bro, at least you’re little Cerrato’s daddy, what’s wrong with hugging him?”.

Micaela scoffed, “If you don’t hug your son, who will? Cultivate more of a father-son bond with him. You see you don’t hug him very well.”

Savanna laughed and let out pig squeals, finally someone to cure her brother of his bad temper!

The baby was a real nuisance to Nico.

Micaela looked at the baby in Nico’s arms, then at Nico, and said, “Nico, look how much he looks like you. The forehead, the nose, the mouth, everything looks more like you.”

Nico looked with disgust at the ugly child in his arms and frowned, “Where do you see how much he looks like me, I’m that ugly?”

“It’s just that he hasn’t grown up yet, when he does, he might be a carbon copy of you, and then there will be a lot of girls running after little Cerrato. ”

Nico dismissed Micaela’s words, merely glaring at the ugly child in his arms.

Is this really his son Nico and Micaela? How could he be so ugly.

No one would argue that his and Micaela’s faces are divine, but this child, who does he really look like.

The more Nico looked at him, the uglier he got, saying, “Why is this boy as ugly as his aunt was when she was little?”.

Savanna lies, “Brother! Who are you calling ugly, I’m not ugly at all!”

Nico sighed and said to the boy, “How come you’re a crooked child if your parents are so handsome?”

Grandfather Amengual brandished his cane at Nico, “Who are you calling crooked, brat? When you were born, you were no better than little Cerrato. ”

Savanna: “9494.”

Nico: “…”

The child has become a real treasure, and for the sake of his mother, who has worked so hard to give birth to him, she holds him a little longer.