My Dear Mr. Nice

Chapter 111 : Honey, Were You Proposing To Me?

Chapter 111 : Honey, were you proposing to me?

Carlos lowered his head washing the dishes and said seriously:

-Micaela, today it doesn't matter whether you come to visit me or not, I'll be here tonight.

A week had passed, and he reached his limit.

Micaela remembered that at night Carlos had told her that she would know Carlos was going to do

when this business was over.

Micaela's eyes watered slightly. Seeing that Carlos was wiping the foaming dishes carefully, she

couldn't help but feel tenderness.

"No matter what happens in the future, let me enjoy this affection now."

What will happen in the future? Let's talk about that later. Maybe through her own efforts, she could

stand at a height not too far away from him?

He would give Micaela grief if she rejected him, which would break the man's heart even more?

Thinking about the picture on Carlos' cell phone screen, Micaela suddenly had an idea. She ran out

and grabbed this cell phone, turned on the camera and took lots of pictures of him, while Carlos didn't

refuse her, and just smiled and let her take him.

All the shots of views were concentrated on the man's profile. Micaela took a step forward, changed the

rear camera for the front one, stood next to him and raised the cell phone.

-Carlos, look here!

Hearing what she said, Carlos raised his head, but looked at Micaela, who was smiling, not at the

camera. The girl pressed the button, and the picture was fixed, in which Micaela was smiling and

looking at the camera, while Carlos, still with a clean plate in his hand, slightly tilted his head to one

side, looking at Micaela with a loving face, whose smile was so charming....

Micaela looked at this picture and blushed....

Carlos moved her closer to take a look. He looked at Micaela's smile on the screen and said lightly:

-Well, it's well taken. send it to me.

Micaela opened WhatsApp and sent him all the photos she had just taken.

Carlos put all the dishes in the disinfection cabinet and felt that it was all over.

He wiped his hands and rolled down his rolled up sleeves. Carlos thought he had done something

great and waited for Micaela to praise him.

-Sit on the couch," Micaela pushed him down.

After talking, he turned around and went back to the kitchen, picked up the rag, cleaned the sink and

the foam on the platform, fixed everything and even mopped the floor. Until the whole kitchen was

clean, he stood up straight. When she left the kitchen, she saw Carlos staring unblinkingly at her.

Had she been standing here?

Carlos frowned, had there been so much follow-up work?

Taking her hand and pulling her to sit on the couch, Carlos said:

-I'll let Sofia come.

Micaela shook her head.

-I don't want you to do so much housework," Carlos said.

-It's all right. This job is nothing. I like taking care of my own house.

She loved keeping her living environment clean and tidy. She had never felt tired.

When she was in the Elvira family, she did more than that, but Micaela didn't say anything about it, but

answered her with humor unlike usual:

-Besides, it costs me a lot to support you. If Sofia comes too, we'll have to sleep outdoors!

Carlos lifted the corner of his mouth. She had already accepted that he would continue to stay here.

However, whether she agreed or not, he would always be by her side.

-I see. You want to enjoy the world with just the two of us left, don't you? -Carlos raised his eyebrows

and said:

-I, I, I don't think so! -Micaela almost choked.

-Well, here's what I think," Carlos smiled and admitted.

Micaela blushed.

-Have you decided to sign this contract? -Carlos took the contract on the table and asked.

Micaela looked at him with a serious look immediately:

-Mr. Eric said that as long as I sign the contract, he will pay me 800 thousand euros in advance, so I

can buy the land of the orphanage.....

Since he had decided to live together, Micaela told him about all the causes and consequences

sincerely.

Looking into his black eyes, Micaela became a little nervous, but said carefully, word by word:

-Carlos, I know that 800 thousand euros are a drop in the ocean for you, but I don't want to always

depend on you, consume you and enjoy everything of yours as if I deserved it -Carlos waited patiently

for her to organize the language-. You are constantly moving forward, while I depend on you without

progress, that's why the distance between us is getting farther and farther. That's not what I want.

Carlos, I feel like getting closer to you, and becoming a more suitable partner of yours....

After saying this, Micaela's heart beat fast. She blushed, her eyes moist. She said what she wanted to

say and felt relieved in this one moment.

Carlos reached out and hugged her, touching the top of her hair.

-Honey, were you proposing to me? -Carlos was thrilled.

Micaela's face turned redder.

-Don't laugh at me. I just...

-I know. You want to become a more remarkable bride and marry me, don't you?

Micaela felt very embarrassed when she heard Carlos put it bluntly. And suddenly Micaela realized

something, pushed him and asked: Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

-You live with me because you want to marry me, don't you?

Seeing the flames of doubt leaping in the girl's eyes, Carlos suddenly wanted to tease her with interest.

-Well... I haven't thought about it so much for now....

Micaela stood up abruptly, pointed a slender finger at him and said in a loud voice:

-You're a bastard!

-Why? -Carlos leaned back on the sofa and asked lazily.

-All love contacts that are not for the purpose of marriage are dishonest. So you're a bastard! -Micaela

said without hesitation:

Carlos reached out his hand and grabbed hers, with out, and she fell into his arms. He whispered in her

ear:

-I know. You're so anxious to marry me....

-That I'm not. I'm not keeping you any longer. Go away... -Micaela blushed, struggling to pull away from

his embrace, and said angrily.

-Tontita...

Carlos hugged her tightly to prevent her from breaking free. The words he said in her ear made Micaela

calm down immediately:

-I'm not as distinguished as you think, then you don't have to consider too much. Before I met you, I

didn't think of marrying; after I met you, I didn't think of marrying the others.

Carlos took his small hand and pressed it on the position of the man's heart. Carlo's soft voice could

calm her down:

-Here, only Micaela lives. I can't wait to take you to get the marriage certificate now.

Micaela felt the heart in his palm was the same as hers, beating fast.

She soon realized something as she finished saying these words. He stood up and led her toward the

door:

-Why didn't I consider it before, this is a good idea!

He was always striving to obtain her heart so that she would willingly stand by his side. However, why

would he achieve a marriage certificate first with her, bind her to his side with the title of his wife and

conquer from her?

-Carlos, don't do it! -Micaela was stunned. She grabbed Carlos hurriedly and said anxiously, "Carlos,

don't do it!

Carlos turned and looked at Micaela.

-How can you be so impulsive? Today is the weekend, and it's still dark!