Burning Passion: Love Never Die

In one of the photos, Carlos recognized the man. Somewhere in a garden as they played, Debbie sitting on a swing, while Hayden stood behind pushing her with unmistakable enjoyment.

If this photo couldn’t prove that Debbie had an affair with Hayden, there were still several other photos in which she was sleeping in the arms of a strange man. In a fit of rage, Carlos crumpled the photo he was holding in his left hand, and banged on the table with the other.

There was no need to go through the remaining photos

In addition to the photos, there was also an enclosed note in the folder.

In Debbie’s unmistakable handwriting, it read, “Apart from his money, what else did Carlos mean to me? Nothing. Zero. Zilch! Now that is a closed chapter. Carlos is dead, and I’m a free woman. On top of that,

I’m pregnant with another man’s baby. A man I slept with while I was in

England. The game here is simple. Since his dad has never wanted me in the family, I’ll leave this city with money. It has to be good money, I swear! Five million dollars is the least I’ll take. Nothing less! And

Alorith

was sickening. What did

was sitting on the edge

again? Damn!” he shouted. When he realized he had shouted, he Looked around cautiously, then said through

Carlos kept swearing.

the third day in a row. She sent

several times, but didn’t see

some fun playing with Piggy and Justus, but the

no response. At long Last, when she was almost giving up, her prayer was

man. Are you

put the phone on speaker,

the familiar voice, Carlos couldn’t help but recall the photos and the accompanying gloating note.