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,

you weren’t home tonight and… asked me to…

a hideous face, Valerie berated, “You married well this time! God, what a whore! Even

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

her face, as if she wanted to beat him to death right now. If looks could

him, and then without a word, sent him

gaped at the sight. Worried about Lewis,

Why hit Lewis? It’s

Carlos grabbed Lewis by the collar and gave him two heavy blows

red, wet, sticky;

Frasier and James walked over to Carlos to

“Carlos, chill.”