Burning Passion: Love Never Die

“What’s going on?” Carlos demanded. Spotting him, they all made way for him.

With everyone out of his way, now Carlos could see clearly. Lewis was lying on the floor, cupping his face. Beside him was Debbie with a coat draped around her shoulders. Her eyes reddened as soon as she saw

Carlos.

The elders of the Hilton family had scolded her harshly without listening to her explanation. Carlos was the only one that could provide her with comfort right now.

But she didn’t move. She was waiting for him to go near her.

Carlos was stone-faced. Lewis was too afraid to lift his head. James, on the other hand, thundered, “What shameful behavior! She’s a disgrace to this family! Carlos, look what your wife did! Trying to bed your cousin while you weren’t home! We wouldn’t have known, but they were too loud. This is the woman you’ve been protecting! How can we ever show our faces anywhere if word gets out?”

Lewis got to his feet and looked fearfully at Carlos.

“C-Carlos,

told me that… you weren’t home tonight and… asked me to… to c-come to her room. S-so

Valerie berated, “You married well this time! God, what a whore! Even though your

else said anything. Some were too scared to speak, others were too

a livid expression on her face, as if she wanted to beat him to death

him, and then without a word, sent him flying

gaped at the sight. Worried about Lewis,

hit Lewis? It’s your wife

by the collar and gave him two heavy blows to the face. The

front side, red, wet, sticky; all gushing from his broken nose

walked over to Carlos to calm him

“Carlos, chill.”