My Dear Mr. Nice

Chapter 8 : Taking Care Of Her

Chapter 8 : Taking Care of Her

The doctor ran upstairs after him.

The housekeeper and maid were surprised to see Charles carry the unconscious woman directly to her own room.

Carlos gently placed her on the bed, not caring that she was wet.

Her face was flushed and her body was very warm.

Seeing that she was all wet, Carlos wanted to undo the buttons on her collar....

But when he was almost touching her, he stopped violently and turned around....

The doctor, who was standing ready for his orders, shuddered at Mr. Aguayo's cold stare....

Were Mr. Aguayo's eyes trying to freeze him to death?

-Get out! -Carlos shouted.

The doctor hurried out.

-Sofia! -Carlos shouted down as he opened his closet and pulled out a bathrobe.

Sofia rushed in.

-Sir...

Carlos put the robe in Sofia's hand.

-Change her wet clothes!

When he finished, he left the room and closed the door.

Micaela was changed and tucked in before the doctor examined her under Carlos' sharp gaze.

Only after making sure it was a fainting spell brought on by fever and hunger did Carlos look better. Only after giving her the intravenous drip did the doctor rush out.

***

It was the next day when Micaela woke up.

She opened her eyes slowly to see a handsome face asleep before her, with a forehead covered with soft hair; long eyelashes, better than a woman's; snow-white skin, without a single pore; a straight nose; perfectly thin, tight lips....

"I'm not awake yet, I'm dreaming! How could I have a beautiful man here in my bed?".

Micaela thought and closed her eyes again.

But she was so hungry!

Was it possible to feel such a real hunger in dreams?

opened her eyes again, but was so frightened that she grabbed

had opened his eyes, with a hint

pain in her throat prevented her

you no longer have

his voice a little

of her forehead,

sheets off the bed

skin, although she only

sat up and shook her head, why was she playing the nymphomaniac at that moment and

ached a little, the events of last night flashed through her mind like scenes from a movie. She escaped thanks to her uncle, but soon after leaving she encountered two hooligans.

-Carlos?

slightly hoarse, as if to verify what

-What?

sleeves as he stepped out, looking at Micaela sitting on the edge of the bed, and

Carlos' eyes darkened....

they seem to

lowered her head with her

-Ouch!

thin quilt and covered

was also wearing a white bathrobe and had slept all night with her neck quite

looked at Carlos, embarrassed

a faint

"Damn you!

he take

she covered her chest with one hand and grabbed the pillow next to her and threw it at

down and

it

the edge of the bed, his big hand

her a gentle push that turned her into a position where Micaela was lying on her back and Carlos was

hand clutched at the thin blanket across her chest, her pretty

aggrieved and felt his heart soften as

I asked Sofia to

voice was as

be a good girl and wait for me

she got up, opened the

blushing a little, did she

same bed with her, didn't

sat up, glancing around the room,

was to be her

set her up

in her hands and placing it on

Here are some

forties, was well dressed, with her hair tied

Micaela spoke with embarrassment:

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