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

spine, as his tone suggested

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

came in with an ice pack and

Carlos.

the floor, but Emmett didn’t

Debbie’s swollen cheek, he asked

Did someone

Carlos’ woman? Look

be stinging, ‘ he

showed towards

but it’s nice of you to ask,”

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