My Dear Mr. Nice

Chapter 99 : This Society Is Realistic

Chapter 99 : This Society is Realistic

Really as Mr. had said, she certainly wouldn't accept it.

Diego said following Carlos' instructions.

-The gentleman said that you don't need to return this phone that you have used, and that if you really

want to return it, you should return a new one.

Last time he broke it, and some paint fell off the edges and corners. It really wasn't good to give it back

to him like that. Micaela blushed a little and then reached out and took the phone.

Diego pushed the two boxes behind him in front of his eyes.

-Diego said, "The Mr. said these are the clothes you've been wearing and that you should handle them

yourself.

Micaela was surprised and wanted to refuse.

-I'm not wearing that many clothes!

Basically she wore those outfits, there were a lot of clothes in the closet, and she didn't wear them one

by one ...

-Sir just asked me to bring it here. If you have any questions, call and ask the gentleman directly. Then

I won't disturb your rest. Goodbye!

The gentleman said not to talk to him for more than 3 minutes...

Diego nodded politely to Micaela and turned to leave.

Micaela wanted to stop him to ask if Carlos was okay. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

But she restrained herself.

He was an excellent man, and there were so many girls around him who liked him, how could he be

bad!

Forcing herself to think this way, Micaela dragged her suitcase inside, closed the door and turned

around, looking at the luxurious house, still having the illusion of being blinded by the light.

With mixed feelings, she sat down on the couch, pulled her phone card out of her purse, loaded it back

into the pink phone and turned it on.

The phone suddenly rang and the rapid tones of several messages startled Micaela.

When she finally calmed down and Micaela wanted to see him, the phone rang again!

It was Alba.

As soon as Micaela answered the phone, an anxious voice came from the other end of the phone.

-What the hell are you doing, Micaela! The phone hasn't been working all day, I've been calling your

boyfriend!

Micaela was surprised!

-What are you saying, you called him?

Alba softened her breath before saying.

-It's Mr. Ocampo, I don't have Mr. Aguayo's number, I called him this afternoon, but it took him several

times to answer, I really don't know what they do with your phones, I almost booked a ticket to fly back!

Micaela was embarrassed.

-I'm sorry for worrying you....

-Don't be so reckless next time, keep your cell phones everywhere and turn them off!

Kept them everywhere? Mr. Ocampo said that?

-What did Mr. Ocampo tell you?

-He just said you didn't bring your phone to work and left it at home, and he told me he would call you

tonight.

-Okay...

What could Mr. Ocampo say? He just made up a random reason.

-Micaela, did you ask your Mr. Aguayo to find Ivanna's shoes for you? She'll need them next weekend.

-My Mr. Aguayo?

Micaela smiled bitterly.

-Alba, let's make a video call!

After saying that, Micaela hung up the phone and initiated a video call request and Alba answered it.

Micaela touched the conversion camera and then picked up the phone to show Alba her surroundings.

-Micaela said, "Wow, it's beautiful, but it doesn't look very big! Normally, Mr. Aguayo would be living in a

big villa, this must be a small one, right?

-Alba, this is the house I rented, you've been here before.

Snap...

There was a scramble on the phone screen, the sound of something falling inside, then the sound of

picking up the phone, and only a moment later, Alba's face reappeared on the phone screen with a look

of surprise.

-Wow, what's going on? Your house is changing a lot.

-She told me to replace the floor, replace the bathroom door and check the circuitry, but when I came

back today, that's what happened.

-Your boyfriend is really so thoughtful and generous! It's harder than building a new one when he's

transformed it like that, and it didn't take long, it was done day and night ...

Alba continued to talk about her astonishment.

Micaela calmed down and said.

-Alba, today I told him about the separation!

The other end was silent, and Micaela looked at Alba's surprised expression.

-Alba, why didn't you tell me that Carlos was the head of the three big families, I just found out

yesterday, my heart is so confused. You know, the identity is so disparate, I really don't have a good

result with him.....

-Micaela, what nonsense are you talking about! It's enough that you want each other, I already told you

that the result depends on your hard work together!

Tears welled up in Micaela's eyes.

-No, Alba, I know too well that this partnership is realistic ...

-Don't you trust him so much? He's perfectly capable of keeping you from getting hurt, so why do you

have to bother with this crap!

Alba was angry! Angry for being too sensible and realistic!

However, she was really hurting for Micaela, ever since she had the impression, she knew she was an

orphan and her inner inferiority was magnified.

She was afraid that she was not worthy of him, that even if she succeeded, she would lose him in the

end ...

Alba couldn't help crying, and they both cried into the phone for a while before Alba sobbed and asked.

-And what did he say, does he agree?

Micaela paused and wiped away the tears.

-I got out of the car and ran out when I finished, she asked Mr. Ocampo to hand over the phone ....

After a pause, Micaela explained.

-I put the cell phone, the black card and the jewelry he gave me before, put them on the table and gave

them back to him. But just now, Diego sent the phone, along with the clothes, so I should have agreed.

After Micaela finished talking, her heart ached.

When Alba heard this, she perked up and stopped being sad.

She suddenly felt that the tears she had just shed had been in vain.

But she chose not to say, there were some things Micaela had to see for herself.

-Well, now that you've made up your mind, I'll cut the crap. Tell me, what are your plans?

Micaela nodded, took a deep breath and sorted out her emotions before saying.

-Could I ask your brother to see where there is a suitable place to rent for an orphanage?

She had been paying attention to him herself on the Internet, but her strength was too weak and she

hadn't found a satisfactory place.

-Okay, I'll call my brother later.

The two talked about something else, and Alba was in a hurry, so she ended the video call.

Micaela found in her purse the card number she copied from Carlos' black card this morning, opened

her mobile bank and transferred all the money she had on the card to him.

This was still far from enough, but there was no hurry, little by little.

The sadness really needed to be talked about. After talking to Alba and shedding quite a few tears, his

heart felt much more relaxed and he felt that the decision he had made was not so difficult to accept.

She opened the suitcase she had just dragged in and actually had all her clothes in here, including her

pajamas.

He stifled the fluttering in his heart and thought nothing of it, picked up a couple of garments and went

upstairs, showered and went to bed.