“You’re a grown woman. You should take your own responsibility when there’s a problem instead of blaming others, understand?”

Apparently pissed off, Debbie laughed sarcastically. Grabbing the pillow from behind her back, she threw it at Carlos angrily.

“To hell with your ‘blaming others’! Get out of my sight! I don’t ever want to see you again! Ever!”

Unflappable, Carlos didn’t duck. The pillow softly hit him.

“Get some rest.” With those three words, he picked the pillow up, tossed it on the sofa, and left.

Left alone, Debbie’s eyes reddened. One of the most enjoyable feelings she had with Carlos was his constant reassurances. It was a priceless part of the relationship. Made her feel like a princess. But when he ignored her, it made her feel Like a weed in his backyard. Something which he didn’t give a damn about and could as well be trampled under feet.

Her phone had been destroyed in the accident, so when Debbie was left alone in the ward, she had nothing to do but aimlessly switch between

channels. Yet, she didn’t find anything

telly, and Carlos had been gone for more than one hour, she decided to get

at the

fashion show.” Instantly she turned

Alorith Fashion Satellite TV, an international fashion show was being broadcast

on Carlos, the grim-looking,

stilettos. Arm in arm, they walked

couldn’t help but move closer

there was no mistaking the woman next to

woman enjoyed the envious gazes from everywhere, obvious excitement written all

tightly, Debbie wanted to smash

he say he never allowed the media to take

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