True Love Waits

Chapter 36

Chapter 36 Rebellious


'What do I have to do to appease him? I have never fawned on anyone at university.

However, I spent 188 thousand on a present for him just to make him happy. Why is he still so angry at me? Did I spend all that money for nothing? It seems to me that his attitude towards me hasn't changed one bit. I can't keep buying him presents to make him happy. It isn't feasible, ' Debbie reflected.

Carlos raised an eyebrow, and looked at the fork Debbie had thrown onto the fruit tray with an expressionless face. 'Finally she can't take it anymore. I just want her to behave like an upstanding citizen of society. Is that too much to ask for?'

"Go to your room. You are grounded for one week!" Carlos shifted his stern gaze towards her.

'Grounded for one week? You've got to be kidding me!' Debbie's eyes and her mouth were frozen wide open in an expression of stunned surprise. She would rather have him give her a tongue-lashing or a good flogging instead of keeping her confined at home.

"I object!" She walked towards Carlos, pouting willfully.

Object? The word was alien to Carlos' ears. No one had ever dared to defy him before.

Without hesitation, he cast a cold glance at the girl standing in front of him and said, "Denied."

His tone sounded even colder than the expression on his face.

For a moment, Debbie wanted to give up the fight. Judging by the look on his face, she thought it would be a cold day in hell before he would agree to withdraw his punishment.

'Be cool. Take a deep breath. Don't be afraid. He is just some guy, a human, much like you,' she comforted herself, trying to calm down.

But the man was so intimidating and terrifying he reminded her of a demon from hell.

"Carlos Huo, I don't want to be grounded for one week. I will go crazy," Debbie protested.

"If you keep acting this way, your teacher will go crazy," he returned flatly without even looking at her.

"Hey, old man, don't you think you are being too strict? And why do you care so much about this? Why do you have to poke your nose into everything?"

his head, as his face turned red with anger. She was not a child anymore. Why did she still behave like one? Her rebellious teenager days had been over a long time ago, but it seemed to him that she was

smart enough to tell that he was angry. "If you ground me, I will climb out of the windows and make a run

of a sudden, Carlos stood up, towering over her

give it a try, if

there and then walked out

where are you going? We are not done yet," Debbie shouted. She tried to run after him,

that you are not allowed to go outside for one week." Philip looked at Debbie, who was

were trying to set the car on

passed, Debbie started pacing around her room restlessly. When she tried to find a way to sneak out using a rope, she heard strange noises coming from outside the window of

found two men on

immediately, Debbie's face went red with suppressed

is my husband doesn't mean that he can restrict my

Divorce! I want a divorce! I have to

Jared to help her

had supported her and taken care of her in the

the marriage registration, Carlos had been providing her with nothing but the

alive, Carlos had helped

nothing but provoke him, despite the fact that he was her husband. Instead of requiting his concerns, she had been trying to divorce him. It wouldn't surprise her if Carlos was disappointed in

workers, she decided not to follow through with her escape

when Carlos got back to the villa from work, he didn't stop to rest or go to bed. Instead, he went to his study and continued working from

knock on the door.

walked in cautiously with a glass of milk on a

her head low even after she

happened earlier... I'm sorry. I figured milk would help you sleep better. Good night," said Debbie, her head still lowered, before

kept a skeptical attitude, shifting his eyes from the

Debbie brought a glass of milk

eyes lit up with joy. Carlos

threw herself out of the car like a gust of wind

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