Devoted Love, Mr. Hayes’ Darling Wife

The rain first breaks.

The signal tower line on the hill finally connected.

Micaela’s cell phone has a signal.

There are countless missed calls from Nico in Missed Calls.

Nico wouldn’t have called her so many times for no reason.

Micaela calls again.

But on the other end of the phone, there has been no answer.

Duh… duh… duh… duh….

The sound of “beep” after beep makes Micaela feel vaguely anxious.

There seems to be some bad omen.

Micaela couldn’t get through to Nico and, after a moment’s hesitation, she called Campoverde.

When Campoverde got the call, thank goodness, “I’m glad you’re okay, ma’am, Mr. Nico has gone to Sendam to pick you up! Have you met with Mr. Nico yet?”

Micaela was stunned, “What do you mean Nico went to Sendan?”.

“Yes, when Mr. Nico saw the news, he feared that something had happened to his wife in Sendan, so he immediately ran to Sendan. Ma’am, you haven’t seen Mr. Nico yet?”

Micaela shook her head, “No, I called him and no one answered.”

Campoverde had a bad feeling, “Oh no, Mr. Nico is in trouble in the town of Sendan.”

Micaela smacked her forehead and calmly ordered, “I’m in a cortijo halfway up Mount Hor, the cable car must be out of service by now, so I can’t get Nico down, Campoverde, contact the local rescue team immediately and go to Sendan to look for Nico, make sure you find him and contact me if you hear anything.”

“Okay, take care ma’am, I’ll be in touch soon.”

Micaela hangs up the phone and looks out the window at the first break in the rain, the dark night, the absence of the moon, the wetness of the rain and the cold sting of the fog in the mountains.

Micaela stands in front of the window holding her cell phone, puzzled, waiting for a message from Campoverde.

Bernardo took a nap and found that the woman was still awake, “Why are you more of a night owl than me, shit, it’s two in the morning and you’re still awake?”.

Micaela bit the corner of her lip and said decisively, “You sleep first, I’m going downstairs now, I’ll pick you up when I’m done.”

Bernardo scratched his messy hair and looked at her incredulously, “You’re crazy! Going down the mountain now? It just stopped raining and the cable car isn’t going to work, and you’re going down the mountain now? Do you want to die?”.

Before Bernardo could say anything else, Micaela was already hurrying out of the room, slamming the door behind her.

“Fuck, this woman doesn’t want to die!”

Bernardo, still in his pajamas, quickly put on his going out clothes, put on his shoes and ran out to catch up with her.

Micaela was running at high speed, panting as she made her way to where the cable car brakes were applied.

Glass house with gondola brakes, locked with a chain lock.

Micaela ran over and banged on the door a few times, the glass door only shook a couple of times and she couldn’t hit it.

Micaela looked at her feet and found a very heavy stone, she picked it up and slammed it hard against the chain lock.

The chain lock is sturdy.

Micaela hit it dozens of times and managed to break the chain lock.

The hands glow red.

But she didn’t bother and went into the glass room to study the cable car brake switch next to the light.

The brake switch on this old cable car was simple, with only two switch locks, and Micaela didn’t think twice about starting the cable car.

The cable car slowly glides over the steel line and Micaela quickly climbs inside the cable car and closes the door behind her.

Bernardo, who had chased him out of the agora, saw Micaela already in the cable car, panting. “Hey! Come back here! You’re a woman who doesn’t want to die! Dangerous! Shit, really!”

…

A dawn in the muddy darkness.

“There’s someone else here!”

Several chaotic strings of footsteps ran in the direction of the darkness.

Nico dodged a rock rolling down the hill, but as a result rolled down the slope, suffering multiple bruises and dropping his cell phone in the grass a short distance away.

Nico crouched low to the ground, his long arms outstretched in the grass to reach for the phone that kept ringing.

It was Campoverde’s call.

It took Nico a little effort to get up, and the moment he did, he leaned against a large tree and exhaled loudly.

On the phone, Campoverde’s voice was ecstatic: “Mr. Nico! Mrs. Nico is fine! She’s not in Sendan, where are you and has something happened to her?”.

Nico’s dark eyes shone and he let out a long sigh of relief.

Fortunately, she’s not in the Sentain.Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

“Where is she?” Nico’s voice was extraordinarily hoarse, his originally low voice had been ragged from yelling at Micaela earlier, and at this point, even just speaking softly, his throat felt like it was painfully clogged with glass crumbs.

“The wife is in a cottage halfway up Mount Holly, the wife says there was no landslide on Mount Holly and she’s safe now. Mr. Nico, how are you?”

Nico’s weak and aching arms, braced tightly in the mud, supported his whole tall body as he slowly lifted himself hunched off the ground.

A rescue team came running toward him with a stretcher, “Hey, you’re okay!”

Nico held up a hand to indicate that he was okay, then shook off the rescue team members surrounding him and walked out of town at a brisk pace.

He rolled down the hill to avoid a rock and accidentally hit his forehead, temporarily blacking out for a moment.

However, Nico’s physical fitness and mercenary stature meant that, even with a slight concussion, he still had wits and enough stamina to stay on his feet.

Nico ran out of town, opened the door of the rented car and climbed in, quickly starting it up.

Horsham.

He was going to meet Micaela in Horsham to make sure she was safe.

…

The cable car on the side of Mount Horsham slowly slides down the mountain, and on several occasions it gets stuck and gives a violent jolt as it slides back down the mountain.

Micaela’s face, devoid of emotion or expression, just clung to the cable car’s handrail, her palm clammy and cold.

She thought that someone who had died once would not be afraid of death.

But at that moment, as he gazed into the deep, dark, bottomless abyss beneath his feet, his heart trembled violently, his heart pounded and he panicked.

It turns out that people who view life and death lightly are still fearful when confronted with it.

The cable car, all the way to the foot of the mountain.

Micaela ran out of the cable car and was about to drive Bernardo’s car to the town of Sendan when a familiar male voice suddenly called out to her….

“Micaela!”

Micaela, slightly dazed, looks back to see Dario standing under the light of the cable car pavilion.

“Dario?”

Dario walked over to her, grabbed her arm with both hands and asked worriedly, “Are you okay? I was negotiating with the staff to get you on the cable car, why did you come down?”

“It’s a long story, how did you get here?”

“I came home two days ago and Aida told me you had come to the City of D. I was afraid something had happened to you after I heard about the mudslide in Sendan, so I rushed to look for you. You said you were in Horsham, so I came to Horsham and was glad to see that you were well. I was so afraid something had happened to you.”

Darius hugged Micaela anxiously, his brow furrowed and his voice heavy.

At that moment, a black Volkswagen car, sped down the foot of Horsham Hill.

Nico jumped out of the car with a jerky movement and ran towards the cable car kiosk, at a fast pace, to stop in the fog and rain.

He froze there covered by the wind and rain.

His bare face, neck and hands are covered with bruises, mud and rain.

A man and a woman embrace after a robbery under the dim, warm porch light.

Nothing to do with him.

Nico surveyed the scene, the corners of his eyes scarlet, the lump in his throat rolling rapidly, his eyes full of dismay.

It turned out that someone, faster than him, was protecting her.

Nico stood in the rain and slowly curved his lips.

Fortunately, she’s safe and alive.

It’s good that she’s alive. … It’s good that she’s alive.

As for who was by her side, it didn’t matter anymore.

Anyone other than him was worthy of being by her side.

He just doesn’t deserve it.

Nico clenched his fist, lowered his eyes, turned away and didn’t look forward again.

Dizziness.

Before his eyes, he seemed to be enveloped in darkness, and the sky swirled before his eyes as he touched things …

He was also vaguely hallucinating when he heard Micaela call out to his back.

“Nico!”

Nico laughed derisively, it had to be an illusion.

She hated him so much, how could she still, call him.

Micaela had said she would never see him again.

The corners of her eyes, reddened as they are, and tears, rolling from their sockets.

The road in front of you shakes like an earthquake.

Nico thought, “I’m afraid he’s going to die…. It’s a good thing he’s dead, because if he dies, Micaela probably won’t hate him anymore.

Without looking back, the sky and earth spun before him and Nico fell directly in front of Micaela.

“Nico!”