Burning Passion: Love Never Die

hapter: 73

At 7 a.m. the next morning, Carlos was sitting at the dining table by himself, as usual. Julie served breakfast, and assuming she wasn’t needed at the table anymore, she turned to leave him alone in the dining room.

“Julie,” he called.

“Yes, Carlos,” Julie responded.

“Did she… cook dinner on her own yesterday?” he asked.

Julie didn’t understand what Carlos meant at first. But soon, she remembered what had happened in the kitchen the day before. ‘Did Debbie really take the meal to Carlos’ office? Why is he asking about the dinner? Was he displeased by it?’ she wondered pensively.

Afraid of the possibility that Carlos was angry at Debbie, Julie replied at once, “Carlos, to make sure that the dishes tasted good,

several times. She even suffered a few minor burns because

tasted awful, Debbie had worked hard on them; it was her good intentions

burnt? Was her apology sincere?’ The anger in his eyes disappeared as soon

Carlos nodded and started eating

marks on his face softened. Julie breathed out a sigh of relief and headed back to the

got dressed and left the

wandered around to pick out

walked out of Dubhe Building

Building, arm in arm.

nothing piqued Debbie’s interest. If she kept wandering around, refusing to buy anything, Kristina would start suspecting that Debbie was wandering around for hot guys instead of

real problem was money. Debbie had been saving up, but her savings were far from enough

little longer,” she

leaned on Kristina listlessly, rolling