Reckless Marriage Unyielding Love

Chapter 43

The more Mikayla thought about it, the more absurd it seemed. She decided it must be the stress from work making her mind wander.

As though her secrets were discovered, Natasha hurriedly wheeled herself over and covered the painting with a fine silk cloth

in her smile.

"You saw it, Mikayla" she said with a hint of embarrassment in

"Natasha, you have the right to pursue your happiness. Mikayla smiled faintly.

In the lamplight, Mikayla's beauty captivated Natasha. From the moment Natasha laid eyes on Mikayla, she sensed the latter's innate elegance and nobility, befitting of her aristocratic lineage.

"Mikayla, you're beautiful. You suit Carlos better than Deidre. Natasha exclaimed, her eyes gleaming. "Have you met Deidre? She had been here at the Ludwig mansion with Carlos before and even came by a few days ago...

"I think I have... Mikayla was unsure.

"Deidre Mikayla remembered the woman who seemed to have a complicated relationship with Carlos back at Septem Nightclub. Though she wasn't sure if it was just a misconception, she felt like Natasha was hinting at something

was interrupted before she could finish her

to go Carlos stood at the door, his brows furrowing

"Okay." Mikayla responded.

Natasha before getting into the Ford with Carlos,

to Natasha in

Carlos' words. She believed he wouldn't harm her. "By the way, Carlos,

guessed" Carlos kept his

did?" Mikayla

and I guessed right, didn't I? A faint smile tugged at

Mikayla said as she thought.

you suspected, time was tight, so I

mind reeling with disbelief. Suddenly, she recalled how she confidently presented the

Mikayla's face contort with myriad emotions, Carlos gaze softened, the curve of his lips

hand, resting on the steering wheel, moved slowly and accurately to grasp Mikayla's slightly chilly hand. "I have to thank Elvis for this. I'm rarely in Xosa, so he provided me

Carlos touch, her blue eyes giving

you keep this up, I won't be able to control myself, Carlos said, his grip on the steering