My Dear Mr. Nice

Chapter 56 : You'Re In A Lot Of Pain, Aren'T You? Let Me Blow

Chapter 56 : You're in a lot of pain, aren't you? Let me blow

Carlos handed Micaela a stool, and sat down across from her.

He didn't care so much anymore where he sat.

Diego sat to Carlos' right.

He was secretly surprised that Carlos had seated Micaela in the middle seat, when before he had

always sat alone.

-Miss Noboa, are you used to the new job? -asked Diego casually.

-It's fine... You can call me Micaela.

She felt embarrassed that he had treated her with respect because she was just an ordinary person.

"My mother, I don't dare! You're already sitting in the middle seat, maybe one day I should call you

ma'am..."

-It's better to call you Miss Noboa....

-You're welcome!

The maids served all the dishes and left.

Carlos gave Micaela a piece of fish:

-Eat!

Micaela looked at Carlos' suddenly icy face and cast a questioning glance at Diego:

-What's wrong with him?

Diego was afraid to speak and just ate....

"I dare not talk to you, since Carlos is jealous!"

After eating, Diego was ready to leave.

Carlos was not asking him to stay, which disappointed Diego.

"He doesn't need me anymore..."

Micaela looked at Diego's back and asked Carlos:

-Diego doesn't seem to want to leave?

Suddenly, Carlos grabbed her arm and headed upstairs.

-Don't look at him!

-What's wrong?

-Aren't you going to work late?

-Yes! -Can I work in your studio? I promise not to disturb you.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Micaela hurried back to her room to get the information and went into her

study.

She hadn't realized that where she sat last time, there was an additional small table that could be

moved....

"Is this specially set up for me too?"

Micaela looked at Carlos doubtfully, who was already sitting in front of his desk, going through the

documents, and felt moved.

She put the notebook on the new desk and sat down on the sofa at the right height.

"Ya! I'm starting to work." Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

She was so full of ambition, but not long after, she fell over the desk....

"What's wrong with me?"

She had completely lost her temper.

She kept looking at him...

"How could there be such a handsome man, he's so charming when he works! I'm sure many women

loved him."

Carlos took a deep breath and looked at her.

His looks had greatly affected her productivity.

His eyes were more attractive....

The eyes!

"When did he ever look at me!"

He hurried to sit up properly, asking preemptively:

-Why are you looking at me!

"How pretty she is!"

Carlos answered in a low voice:

-I didn't look at you!

-You did!

-You're the one who's been looking at me, aren't you?

Her face flushed and she averted her gaze.

-I'm not me!

-You weren't looking at me, how do you know I was looking at you?

Micaela didn't know how to say anything. She was actually looking at him...

"He's so handsome that he affected my work! It's his fault."

Yesterday she spent the day in the studio drawing, but now that she was in the same place with him,

she couldn't concentrate....

Carlos got up and walked towards her:

-What's your problem?

Carlos leaned on the table and leaned slightly to look at his computer.

The smell of his body with a bit of mint fragrance seemed to have the effect of waking up the mind....

Micaela stood up fiercely, and hit him directly on the chin....

Carlos backed him up and she reacted that her jaw was hurting him badly.

She hurried to stroke his chin:

-I'm sorry. It hurts a lot, doesn't it? Let me blow on it.

Then she stood on her tiptoes and blew gently on his chin.....

Blow?

Looking at her red lips, and the soft body in his arms, Carlos felt himself starting to get warm....

After a long time Micaela realized how intimate the position was....

When she wanted to pull back, Carlos wrapped his arms around her, gently rubbing her head, and

asked:

-Does it hurt? Do you need to see a doctor?

Micaela blushed and shook her head:

-No, it's not that much of an exaggeration? Can I go to my room to work?

-Why?

-I don't seem to be able to concentrate?

Micaela said and lowered her head in embarrassment.

"Haha, you're so honest."

It seemed he wasn't the only one affected.

He let go of her, pressed her to sit on the couch and sat to the side, checking his design.

-Where's the sketch?

Yesterday he had wanted to ask.

-It was stolen...

Micaela gave him a puzzled look and told him briefly what had happened.

Carlos frowned, picked up the folder and leafed through it....

Some time later, he asked:

-Without the sketch, do you still draw it?

Micaela nodded.

-Then draw it right! Stop looking at me!

"Is it that obvious?"

Micaela couldn't help blushing.

Carlos put down the client's materials and returned to his position.

Micaela adjusted her state and began to draw in earnest.

This time it was much better than before, and Micaela gradually became seriously involved.

Carlos also began to mind his own business. When he felt that it was almost time, he looked at

Micaela, but she had already fallen asleep at the table....