Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Wesley said bluntly. Talking obliquely was never his thing.

Raised at the military residential quarters and having grown up to be a serviceman, he was even less tactful than Carlos. Debbie didn’t know whether she should laugh or cry at his words.

“Wesley, Megan should be the one apologizing, not me.” Even Carlos couldn’t make her apologize. Wesley was just wasting his breath.

He said in a serious tone, “Megan is just a Little girl. You should be more tolerant with her. Besides, she’s the one in the hospital right now, not you.”

“Wesley, you and your friends are all biased towards her. You don’t even care who’s right and who’s wrong when it comes to Megan, do you?”

Debbie asked with a glare. Just because he and Carlos treasured Megan didn’t mean that they could cover for all her mistakes. And there was no way that Debbie would apologize to her.

Wesley cast Debbie a complicated look. Then he said, “I’m sorry,

vehicle in a standard military style and opened the back door, as if saying, “Get in,

hell? Is he gonna force me to apologize to Megan even though she

gladly get into the vehicle just because he asked me

ever Listen to him? How big a pushover does he

going to buy some new stationery. Show yourself around the manor if

walk towards

her car

fight?” asked Debbie. She didn’t

rang. He took the call and simply said, “I’m

know,” responded Carlos, as

warning you, don’t you dare harm a hair on

and then