“You’re only doing all this by relying on Carlos. Find some proof on your own, I dare you!”

“I rely on Carlos. So what? He’s my husband. We count on each other. I might not be able to find out everything you did, but Carlos sure can.

And now that I’ve seen the pathetic look on your face, I’ll smile in my dreams tonight!”

Ever since Debbie knew Carlos‘ memory had returned, she refused to have sex with him. When Debbie said, “He’s my husband. We count on each other”, Carlos was greatly comforted by her words

“Pfft! Your husband? You and Carlos haven’t even remarried yet. What a trollop you are to say that! If he Loved you, why hasn’t he married you yet?” By now, James had figured out that Carlos had fully regained his memory.

Debbie flashed a smile at him.

“It’s not that he doesn’t want to marry me. He carries the divorce certificate and residence booklet around with him every day, just in case I agree to marry him. Your daughter tried everything to get this man, and yet I’m still considering whether or not to give him a second chance.”

Angela’s Library

amused Carlos. ‘When did she find out about that?’ he

looked at Carlos who was still smiling. They were all aware that he was one of the wealthiest men in the world. ‘Since when did Carlos have to try so

cast a glance at the bodyguards. Taking the hint, they grabbed James by

pierced the air in the operating

broken glass cut cruelly into his flesh and embedded into his skin. His face was now

screams of pain and took Debbie into his arms, whispering in her

me. Let’s remarry tomorrow

at him. ‘You think

marry you now? Yeah right! You wish.‘ So she said softly,

was the

the doctors, and they picked up the scalpels and were about to begin the surgery. James couldn’t bear to watch.

I’m sorry. Please let my daughter

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