“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

didn’t

than one hour, she decided

dragged herself out of bed and sat at the computer. That

at the fashion show.” Instantly she turned to check what was on

TV, an international fashion show was being broadcast

Carlos, the grim-looking,

stilettos. Arm in arm, they walked on the red carpet

all this, Debbie couldn’t help but move

no mistaking

envious gazes from everywhere, obvious excitement written

hands tightly, Debbie wanted to smash the

never allowed the media to take pictures of him? Then what the hell is this?!

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