My Dear Mr. Nice

Chapter 218 : Maybe All This Is The Best Destiny.

Chapter 218 : Maybe all this is the best destiny.

-Micaela, maybe all this is the best destiny. Just think, back then, you were a child. You couldn't do

anything if your aunt wanted to achieve your dad's company. Wouldn't you feel more painful watching

her steal everything without being able to do anything? -Alba felt sorry for her, "If I had known the truth,

you would hold a grudge and you wouldn't be as worthy as you are now, would you?

Micaela was speechless. According to Carlos' information, she had moved out of Zyalen Province and

into Teladia and had no relatives other than the Elvira. In other words, even if she did not lose her

memory, she would not be able to find anyone to help her.

-Thank you, Alba," Micaela said gratefully.

Alba glanced at it and saw that she still hadn't opened the album.

-Don't you dare to look at it?

-Let's see it when we get home! -After looking at the album cover for a while, Micaela put it down.

After more than 20 minutes, the two arrived at Barrio Fanslan. They closed the door, turned the light on

full blast and sat down together on the couch.

Micaela felt nervous and uneasy, but she was also waiting for something. She slouched down on the

couch and placed the album on her lap. Alba leaned on it with the same posture.

After a deep breath, Micaela opened it slowly.

Since the photos were taken more than a decade ago, they had faded a bit. But that didn't affect the

images at all thanks to good preservation.

The first photo was of Micaela's entire family.

The mother was on the left and the father on the right. Among them, Micaela was there. The three of

them were sitting in the living room of the Elvira's house now.

With her heart beating fast, Micaela was looking at her intently. To her she seemed unfamiliar, but also

familiar.

The mother was beautiful and looked very kind at first glance. And the father was a gentleman. He was

tall and slim...

-Micaela, you've been beautiful since you were a child! Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Alba noticed the little Micaela in the photo. With vivid eyes, even though she was only nine years old,

her beauty was obvious.

The two continued to look at the photos in the back. Most of them were of Micaela, showing various

poses. Remarkably, her parents loved her very much.

In one of the photos, Micaela was on the lawn by the villa gate. The sunlight was streaming on her

delicate face and she looked happy....

-Micaela, you learned to walk like a model. Look how you stand, isn't that the posture of a standard

model?

Micaela looked at the photo. Indeed, this position was the same as the one Eric had taught her!

It looked like she had learned it as a child.

But why had she forgotten it so completely?

-Alba, in soap operas, people who have lost their memory can remember everything after passing out

from a blow to the head. Shall we try it? -Micaela looked at Alba with disappointment.

-Jolin! It's too risky, what if this blow makes you a fool and you don't even recognize Carlos?

She was right, what a risk!

Micaela abandoned this unrealistic idea.

-But you can go to the hospital to check for ecchymosis by pressing on the nerves or something.

Medicine is already very developed, and maybe it helps you to remember your childhood!

Micaela nodded and the two continued looking at the pictures.

On the next pages, there were some pictures of her with the Elvira family, and also the one of her and

Adriana together.

-I envied and hated you as a child! Look at the look on her face!

The children did not know how to hide their emotions. They could see envy and disgust through

Adriana's gaze.

Micaela smiled slightly. Since she was a child, what Adriana did most with Micaela was to hate and

torture her. Micaela felt discouraged comparing the dress of the girls in the picture.

-I guess your mom treated Adriana very well. Look, she wore clothes similar in style to yours. It must be

the same brand as yours," Alba figured it out, too.

-My piano teacher said that Adriana also wanted to play the piano because I did. That's why my mom

took her to learn it, but then she gave it up," Micaela nodded.

There were no pictures of her when she was ten and a few years old and only a few white sheets of

paper were left behind. Maybe after that time the accident happened?

They both remained silent for a long time.

-Your mother let the Elvira's live in her home and fed them well. She allowed Adriana to learn to play

the piano. But when your parents had problems, they took over their property and mistreated you. What

bad beasts! -Alba said.

Micaela raised her head to keep the tears from falling.

She was hurting for her parents, who had been cheated. She hated herself for forgetting that so

easily....

Alba held out an arm for her to hold on to her shoulder.

-Come on, your boyfriend's not here. I'll lend you my shoulder!

-Your shoulder is too small! -Understanding that Alba didn't want her to feel sad, Micaela made the

joke.

-I let you support me because you are my best friend. If you were someone else, I'd have to charge you

by the second! -Alba put Micaela's head on her shoulder.

-Thank you, Alba," Micaela cried.

-Silly! -Alba said after a pause, "Micaela, you have to move on. All that has already happened for a

long time. Now you have a new life and your aunt can't do anything with you. Don't sink into sadness.

Your parents will be waiting for you to feel happy in heaven. Don't disappoint them.

-I will. I'm going to get that house back," Micaela said quietly with her eyes closed.

Suddenly, a video call rang on Micaela's cell phone.

They both guessed it was from Carlos.

Looking at the cell phone, it was him!

Thinking she should give them space, Alba got up to leave. But Micaela put the cell phone in her hand.

-Alba, answer it and tell him I'm in the shower!

Alba didn't understand what she wanted to do.

-Look, my eyes are swollen. He's going to notice them and I don't want him to worry.

Alba understood her. By looking at her eyes, Carlos would know she had cried.

She picked up the cell phone and sat down on the couch.

Holding back her concern, Alba answered the call.

Carlos' face appeared on the screen. When she saw that it was Alba, her smile faded.

-Where is Micaela? -he asked directly.

-She just went to take a shower. And her cell phone stays here.

On the screen, her face disappeared and only the ceiling was shown.

-Alba, are you lying to me?