Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Chapter: 64

“Yeah, I’m here,” Debbie replied on the phone. The worried lady was too distracted to pay attention to her conversation with Jared. All she wanted to know was whether she would be berated by Carlos for getting drunk. Would he punish her for it? The man, after all, had been poking his nose in everything these days.

Lifting the covers off her, Debbie jumped out of the bed, and said,

“I’m sorry, Jared. I have to go. Talk to you later.” Then she hung up the phone without waiting for Jared to reply, running to the bathroom with her head feeling as though it were being split in half.

‘What should I do next? Revolt? Apologize?’ Debbie pondered in the tub.

If she revolted, would she end up being buried alive? That did not sound tempting at all. So… what if she apologized instead? Would that authoritative aristocrat be merciful? Did he even know how to forgive people?

The lady continued to mull over the idea, and considered giving it a try. What was there to lose? Apologizing certainly felt like the easier choice. If it worked, she would no longer have to look over her shoulder anymore.

finished her bath quickly

her coming down. With

table, just as she was about to take a bite of her food, an idea suddenly came to her mind. ‘How about I cook dinner for him tonight and take it to his office myself? Maybe he’ll be so touched by the gesture that he won’t have any choice but to forgive

Grinning, the girl gripped her spoon tightly, and

priority was not the divorce, but to avoid cutting her life short due

to her, she contemplated how to appease her angry husband. It was

the more challenges crossed her mind. ‘Umm…’ Debbie

her lap in embarrassment, she closed her eyes and bit her Lip. Cooking seemed like a great idea until she realized a small hiccup which could completely influence the results. How could she overlook the key to her plan? That, in order to feed Carlos food delicious enough to make him

moment, the inexperienced chef-for-a-day hesitated while standing in a corner. Watching Julie in her element in the kitchen, Debbie realized how fortunate

kept coming from the kitchen. Sizzling oil

imagined that pans, plates, and

was as though a war were

half past five in the afternoon, the noise in the kitchen finally quieted down. To Julie’s relief, the house appeared