My Dear Mr. Nice novel Chapter 154

Chapter 154 :The clothes we are wearing are couple outfits!

Kiki said seriously to Micaela:

-If you get the urge to work in the design industry again someday in the future, call me first. ok?

Micaela nodded her head heavily expressing her gratitude.

Ana stepped forward and hugged Micaela tightly, saying with tear-filled eyes that she didn't want to part from her....

At this moment, Kiki remembered something and approached Carlos saying:

-Mr. Aguayo, thank you very much for your generous attention tonight. I should have paid the bill, after all, it is the company that has held this farewell party for Micaela....

Carlos just gave her a faint smile without saying anything.

Soon after, Kiki and Ana also left.

Until Micaela's two friends disappeared from sight, Carlos opened the back door and got into the car with her.

Inside the car, Micaela could no longer contain herself and burst into sad tears as she murmured:

-I really don't want to be separated from them.....

Carlos took her in his embrace gently, letting her cry as she wished.

"Parting is a normality that we all must learn to get used to. Micaela, you have to adjust..."

Slowly Micaela drifted off, falling asleep in the man's embrace as she sobbed.

Carlos glanced at his watch and discovered that it was already half past eleven at night.

-Mr. Aguayo, where are we going? -asked Diego as he drove.

Carlos covered her with his jacket and said in a flat tone:

-To the airport.

***

Very early the next morning, Micaela woke up. She opened her sleepy eyes and the first thing she saw was a window. Based on the dim light filtering through the window, she knew it wasn't fully dawn.

"Did I wake up too early?"

So Micaela wanted to keep going to bed a little longer, but the next moment, she was very startled!

"There's no window in my bedroom! Where am I?!"

Immediately, she sat up in bed and cautiously looked around her....

-Did you have a nightmare? -a low, gritty voice that sounded very familiar to Micaela came from behind her back.

Micaela became much calmer at the sound of the voice and turned around. And Carlos had already lit the lamp on the wall for her.

Instantly the whole room was brightly lit.

Micaela looked around very surprisingly and discovered that this room she was in was very big, much bigger than her own. The decoration was very luxurious and there was a crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling, creating a very elegant atmosphere. In addition, the entire wall was covered with very exquisite patterned wall coverings.

-Are we in a hotel? -Micaela asked confused.

She looked at Carlos and noticed that he was dressed in a white bathrobe. She hastily ducked her head, discovered that she herself was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday and was instantly a little embarrassed.

"Last night, after saying goodbye to Kiki and Ana, I started crying and fell asleep in his embrace. Could it be that he didn't take me home but to this hotel?"

The man stroked her very affectionately on the head, nodded slightly and asked:

-Do you want to sleep a little longer?

Micaela looked towards the window again, shook her head and said with some confusion:

-What time is it, isn't it dawn yet?

Carlos didn't answer her, walked over to the window and lifted the curtain completely....

Outside the window, the neon lights were flashing and they were very pretty. And the hotel must be in a very tall building because from there Micaela could vaguely see the shadows of those mountains in the distance.

However, this all seemed very unfamiliar to her.

Micaela was even more puzzled, sitting up in bed. Carlos approached her, gently lifted her chin and explained:

-We are now in the Mangzarent Nation.

Hearing this, Micaela became very excited, immediately jumped out of bed and hurried to the window to see what was outside:

Below the hotel, cars were incessantly and bustling back and forth on brightly lit elevated highways. The skyscrapers around them towered spectacularly around her with multicolored lights glowing and all the signs were written in a language unfamiliar to Micaela. All this proved that she was not in a completely unfamiliar city.

-I'm in another country overnight?! But I don't even have a Mangzarent Nation visa? -she murmured, thinking that maybe she was dreaming.

Looking at her charming appearance, Carlos approached her, hugged her from behind and said in a low and attractive voice:

-We have arrived here in my private plane -Are you happy?

Micaela was a little surprised to hear the man's words.

"Private plane? How luxurious this trip is!"

Although she was astonished, out of politeness, Micaela drew a smile on his face and nodded her head slightly.

Through the reflection of the window, Micaela saw that the man, hugging her from behind, put his head on her neck and rubbed cuddly against her neck like a naughty kitten. Micaela felt very itchy and burst out laughing.

Carlos was very happy to hear the woman's joyful laughter. As long as she was happy, he didn't care how tired he himself was.

Micaela had slept on the plane for the entire trip and had rested in the hotel for a long time. However, due to the time difference, when the two arrived, it was daylight in the Mangzarent Nation, so Carlos went non-stop to a business meeting to discuss the details of the contract after accommodating her well at the hotel and finished returning to the suite.

-Why didn't you wake me up on the plane? I've never taken a plane before," asked Micaela.

-Aren't you ashamed to ask me a question like that? Even the loud noise of the plane's engines couldn't wake you up! -Carlos joked with her, smiling.

Instantly, her face flushed with embarrassment.

-Fix yourself up a bit and let's entertain ourselves," said the man.

Micaela nodded immediately looking forward to exploring this city well.

"Alba is also in the Mangzarent Nation! I don't know if she lives near the hotel or if she has free time..."

-I've prepared the new clothes for you," Carlos let go of her and pointed to the sofa with his finger.

Micaela ran over to the couch, saw a paper bag and grabbed it heading to the bathroom.

The decor of the bathroom was so luxurious that it left Micaela gasping in awe.

"A suite as sumptuous as this must cost a lot."

She took a quick shower, brushed her teeth and washed her face thoroughly. Then she pulled the new clothes out of the bag and put them on.

Even the underwear fit her very well.....

Micaela made an even more embarrassed face and quickly pulled out the last skirt and put it on.

It was a simple, but very elegant dress, the top of which was light blue, and had a beautiful row of English letters framed around the neckline. This dress came down to Micaela's knees and the design at the waist fit her very well, highlighting her slim figure.

Micaela looked at herself in the mirror and couldn't help but smile happily. She really liked this dress.

"Carlos, you truly have very good taste in choosing clothes."

After getting completely dressed up, Micaela came out of the bathroom. Seeing that the man had already changed his clothes nicely waiting for her, Micaela was impressed on the spot by his beauty.

Carlos was dressed in a light blue t-shirt, light gray pants, looking very dynamic and cheerful.

"The clothes we are wearing are couple outfits!"

Carlos looked up and down at the well-dressed woman in front of him, sketched a sweet smile, stepped forward and kissed her gently on the lips.

Then he said to her:

-Micaela, you look especially beautiful today!

Micaela lowered her head shyly at his compliment and said casually:

-You also look very handsome today.

Carlos couldn't help but laugh and lifted her chin flirtatiously asking:

-Honey, are you complimenting me?

Only then did Micaela realize what he had just said and her face became even more flushed with shyness.

Carlos didn't want to joke with her anymore and left the room taking her by the hand.

It was a presidential suite. Outside the room, there was a living room, sofa, wine rack, TV, kitchen, among other things. Micaela thought she was in a comfortable home instead of a hotel!

In the hallway, there was a red carpet that connected the suite with the elevator. Carlos, taking her by the hand, stepped across the carpet and entered the empty elevator with her.

Micaela was surprised to see that the elevator was transparent and you could clearly see the neon lights flashing outside. And she didn't realize she was on the 66th floor until she saw the number on the elevator screen!

The elevator began to descend with a steady speed as Micaela gazed very curiously at the scenery outside.

Seeing no one else enter the elevator during the descent process, Micaela asked the man with some confusion:

-Why doesn't anyone else take the elevator except the two of us?

-Because this is my exclusive elevator," Carlos replied.