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.

to me,” he

as his tone suggested that he

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

in with

Carlos.

the floor,

he spotted Debbie’s

happened? Did someone hit you?

hit Carlos’ woman?

be stinging, ‘

that Emmett showed towards Debbie really touched

now, but it’s nice of you to ask,” she said

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