Ignoring Lewis, who was too shocked to stand up, Carlos buzzed Emmett.

“Get in here. And bring some ice.”

Then he led Debbie to the couch, sat down and stroked her cheek softly.

“So it was Portia?”

His voice was soft, but Debbie could somehow feel danger.

It came back to her now, how people used to describe Carlos—cruel and cold-hearted. Debbie grabbed his hands and coaxed him, “Honey, cool down. I got even with her. I slapped her several times, and even cut her hair. So just Let it go, okay?”

Carlos, however, was not easily convinced.

her to

as his tone suggested that

Carlos. I don’t care. It was nothing. Leave

with an ice pack and handed it

Carlos.

was still lying on the floor, but Emmett didn’t even

spotted Debbie’s

what happened? Did someone hit you? Does

the nerve to hit Carlos’ woman? Look at Debbie’s

stinging, ‘ he

concern that Emmett showed towards Debbie really touched her

right. I feel much better now, but it’s nice of you to ask,” she said with a

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