“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

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

glances with each other. They couldn’t believe their ears and 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 hard to get

Debbie cast a glance at the bodyguards. Taking the hint,

scream pierced the air

broken glass cut cruelly into his flesh and embedded

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

me. Let’s remarry

at him. ‘You think just

agree to marry you now? Yeah right! You wish.‘ So she said softly, “I just need some

and frustrated. Chasing Debbie was the most difficult task he ever

the scalpels and

Please let

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