Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Gail was seething in anger, while Gregory stayed calm. Seeing the exchange between them, Debbie burst into Laughter. She walked closer to

Gregory and whispered in his ear, “Gregory, thank you for the compliment.

But this girl is my cousin. Could you let her go, please?” Gregory was suddenly lost in a trance as he breathed in her scent and gazed at her delicate face. He couldn’t say anything in return.

Hearing no response from him, Debbie misinterpreted his expression and thought that he was angry with her too. Embarrassed, she stepped back and stood at a distance from him.

Her gesture snapped Gregory back to his senses. Recalling what Debbie had asked, he said in a haste, “Rest assured, Debbie. I’m not petty enough to try and get even with a girl. I’m going back now.”

He quickly turned around and ran into the courtyard of one of the villager’s house.

Soon after Gregory Left, Jared showed up and slowly walked towards her

been? I’ve been looking all over for you since noon. Why are you just standing here? Aren’t you cold? There’s a stove inside

by what

of Gail and now Jared was worried about her health. But somewhere in her heart,

what she had been

had no idea, did you? Your husband is really warm and caring.” Jared was so envious of Debbie at that

blinked her eyes, unable to process

She had no idea at all. She couldn’t

help him keep warm now would be wine, which thankfully, their hosts had supplied in plenty. So he joined the village head for a drink with the accompaniment of some hearty talks. But the elder was

someone had requested the villagers to give special care to Debbie. Although he

head’s words, Jared could put

was a rare name, and even across the city, there was only one “Carlos” whose influence could reach a remote village

Southon Village.