My Dear Mr. Nice

Chapter 166 : Carlos, You Had A Fever!

Chapter 166 : Carlos, you had a fever!

The man fell into the water, and water splashed everywhere.

He dared to pretend to Micaela!

The crowd became boisterous again:

-That person just said he wanted the woman to kiss him after winning the game!

-Haha. Now he deserves what he suffers. He asks the girl for the kiss without her boyfriend's consent!

The two women who wanted the kiss from Carlos after winning the game also kept quiet.

That was a dominant man!

The man struggled in the water and climbed to the shore with the help of his friend.

Carlos was already gone with Micaela in his arms.

On the lawn in the distance, a private helicopter was parked there.

Upon discovering that Carlos was taking her directly to the helicopter, Micaela and asked astonished:

-Carlos, is that your plane? Shall we go back helicopter?

Micaela looked at Alba with affection.

Four people stand in front of the plane.

Alba pulled a beautifully packaged small box out of her purse and handed it to Micaela as a gift:

-Micaela, this is the birthday present I should have given you yesterday.

Micaela took it touched, hugged Alba and wet the corners of her eyes:

-Alba, I don't want to be separated from you.

-I'll be back in a few days. Wait for me at home.

Alba would finish her study here in a few days and could return to the country.

-Okay..." Micaela nodded and let Alba go.

-Miss Alba, we sent a car to take you back to the university.

Diego said, as he gestured towards a black car that was not far from them.

-Well. I'll say goodbye to you in the helicopter and leave," said Alba.

Diego got on the helicopter first. Thinking that he would be able to see her every day when Alba

returned in a few days, Micaela also climbed firmly and looked at Alba with affection.

Carlos was the last to board the helicopter. Seeing that Micaela had sat in the seat arranged by Diego,

Carlos turned around and said to Alba:

-On the matter of Micaela being injured, organize everything you know. I'll get back to you later.

Alba looked at him and nodded.

Carlos climbed into the helicopter and closed the door.

The huge flow of air scattered everyone around.

Alba walked further and watched the helicopter slowly take off, flying higher and higher every second

until she couldn't see it. She felt a little empty in her heart. She opened the photo album on her cell

phone and sent the photo to Micaela, in which Micaela and Carlos kissed. The next photo is taken next

to the fountain. Alba looked at it, paused, closed the album and walked towards the car that was

waiting for her....

The interior of the helicopter was very luxurious and clean, with ample space, which could carry six

people. To the left was a seat in each row, and to the right were two seats in each row. In the middle

was the passageway.

The plush red armchair was particularly soft and comfortable.

Micaela leaned against the window and looked out the window until she could see nothing clearly

except the dim light.

This was what it felt like in a helicopter. Micaela felt refreshed, also a little melancholy at being

separated from her friend.

Carlos sat down next to her and kneaded her forehead.

Micaela noticed his action and asked him with concern:

-What's wrong, does your face look a little red?

Diego quickly straightened up and looked at Carlos with concern....

It was possible that the gentleman was staying in the women's clothing store for a long time in the

afternoon. Although the fragrance of the perfume was not strong, for Mr. Aguayo....

-It's all right. It's just hot.

Carlos said in a low voice and then asked:

-Why don't you open the box your best friend gave you?

Micaela suspected Carlos' intention, but couldn't help but open the gift with a curious look.

Diego sat down again. There was no medicine prepared in the helicopter and Mr. Aguayo didn't

mention his illness at all. He was afraid Miss Noboa would worry about him, wasn't he?

He wished Mr. Aguayo could hide his discomfort until he got home.

Diego thought anxiously.

Micaela opened the package and there was a very delicate bracelet in the box.

Was it designed by Alba?

Micaela picked up the bracelet happily, and looked at it carefully. She loved it very much. She turned

around and said to Carlos:

-Help me put it on.

Carlos put it on her left wrist, and felt jealous.

She had never worn the jewelry he had given her, and she had already put it in one of the drawers of

her dresser, but probably Micaela had not found it yet, had she?

It was the truth. Micaela had never found them.

-This one is designed by Alba?

-Yes!

Micaela looked at the bracelet on her wrist with a smile.

-You only wear the jewelry designed by the very person who gave you the gift, don't you? -Carlos

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Micaela was puzzled, but still answered him:

-Alba made this bracelet with her love. Look, there are eleven beads in all, and there are ten little

hollow chains, and the number that adds up is my age, and....

Carlos raised his eyebrows and listened to her continue saying. She didn't wear the jewelry he gave

her because she didn't select it lovingly, did she?

At this moment Carlos had a decision in his heart.

When Micaela admired the bracelet, she discovered that Carlos had not said anything. She turned her

head and saw that Carlos had fallen asleep.

He simply sat up leaning against the chair back, crossed his long legs, leaned his head toward Micaela,

pursed his thin lips tightly and took a deep breath.

Micaela took the blanket at her side and covered the man with it gently....

Then she looked at his sleeping face, whose eyelashes were so long and beautiful, and his thin lips

were so beautiful....

Micaela blushed and looked away from Carlos. Not long after she felt sleepy, Micaela fell asleep, until a

familiar low voice sounded close to her ear:

-Lazy little piggy, get up. Here we are.

Micaela opened her eyes and realized that she was in Carlos' arms!

Carlos didn't want to wake her up, but to take her to the inner room so that she would continue

sleeping, but at this moment, it seemed that he didn't have the strength. He was afraid that she would

fall to the floor in his arms....

-Come on.

Carlos took Micaela's hand and got off the helicopter.

Micaela looked around, here was the top floor of the Aguayo group's building!

Micaela looked at the bright sun and was stunned. After calculating the time difference, she estimated

that it should be between 1 and 2 pm.

Carlos took her hand and walked towards the stairs.

His hands were very warm!

Micaela was shocked, she thought her face turned redder than ever just now!

-Carlos, what's wrong? Are you sick? -Micaela asked with concern.

Diego had already opened the door to go downstairs, but he held his tongue.

-It's all right," Carlos answered.

Take her to the elevator.

Micaela didn't believe it, reached out and touched Carlos' forehead, exclaiming:

-Carlos, you have a fever!

Her cool little hands made Carlos feel better. Seeing her anxious look, he felt very happy, and hugged

her to his side.

-It's all right. I'll take some antipyretics.

-But why do you have a fever? You look very healthy.

All she could assume was that he would be too tired, because his eyes were bloodshot. Carlos

probably barely took a break on the way there and back. So, he fell asleep in a little while just now!