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.

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considering going upstairs to wake her up, was glad to see her coming down. With a pleased look, the servant asked Debbie to take a seat while she brought out

the dining 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

gripped her spoon tightly, and thought to herself, ‘That’s

her. Come to think of it, Debbie’s current priority

she contemplated how to appease her angry husband.

about it, however, the more challenges crossed her mind. ‘Umm…’ Debbie thought, frowning a bit. ‘The thing

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 forget his name, the first thing she needed to

in her element in the kitchen, Debbie realized how fortunate she was to have someone help her accomplish her goal. At the

from the kitchen. Sizzling oil flew in every

that pans, plates, and

though a war were taking place

past five in the afternoon, the noise in the kitchen finally quieted down. To