True Love Waits

Chapter 39 The Punishment

Sensing her skepticism, Carlos continued persuading her. "As I just said, in the past, the biggest problem in our marriage was me. You did nothing wrong. Please, allow me to make amends. If it still doesn't work out between us, you can choose not to be with me then. But you can't cheat on me. That's my only request."

Debbie swallowed and asked, "What if I... What if you find someone you like during this period?"

The man cast her a hard look and continued, "I won't give you a chance to like somebody else." Debbie had once told him that she had feelings for someone else, but now, Carlos realized that it was all a lie. It was just her strategy to make him consent to the divorce.

At that moment, she felt the last bit hope go up in smoke.

'No. Something is off.' But she couldn't put her finger on what it was.

Confused, she opened her mouth to say something and then closed it again. The words were frozen on her lips. The confused look on her delicate face and her rosy lips were too much for the man to resist. He lowered his head and gave her a second kiss.

'There it is! That's what's wrong.' Debbie pushed him away. "Why do you keep kissing me?"

The touch of his lips and his scent sent her into a heady trance. He must have been trying to seduce her.

"What's wrong with me kissing my wife?" Carlos looked at her in puzzlement.

"Of course it's wrong. After I kissed you, you threw me out of the mall, into the ocean, and even threatened to bury me alive!" Debbie reproached. Her anger boiled up inside at the thought of how he had treated her just because of a stupid kiss.

'Tut-tut, do all girls hold grudges and bring up old scores?' Carlos thought sourly.

"You should have told me you are my wife at the mall," he replied defensively. He was enamored of Debbie's adorable and unique personality. If he had known that she was his wife, he would have never done any of those things.

'What? Is he trying to make it look like it was my fault?' She rolled her eyes at him.

life. You treat me like your daughter. You kept me

waver from. The air around them had become toxic. They glared at each other, eyes sparking with anger. "You are a nosy old man!" Old man? Carlos hated it when she called him

seven years older

warning you. If you come any closer to me, I won't hesitate to fight you!" "Fight me? Good! I

an awkward and yet erotic posture. Debbie could hardly move. She wriggled and tried to free her arms, but to no

me this afternoon and attend my class. Maybe you don't want to, but you have no choice. No more cutting school, especially my classes. At half past three this afternoon, my first class is International Finance. You know which classroom it is. If I don't

embarrassment. "Do we have to talk like this?

treated her like this. This old, lustful man

his actions, or some day he might become

his restraint. Soon, Tristan drove her back to East City Villa. After they had arrived, he made sure to give Debbie's luggage to Julie before he left. "Mrs. Huo, Mr. Huo said that you must attend his class at half past

clenched her fists, feeling immensely irritated. 'He wants me to show up to his class? Well,

started with a small speech, during which he swept over his audience. When he was sure Debbie wasn't

a mistake. Before that moment, somewhere in his

a cafe. She was talking to Jared

us to

said, she continued talking on the

them said, "Mrs. Huo, Mr. Huo has given us strict orders to carry you home on our shoulders, if that's what

by all means, do what you

and swung it before Debbie's eyes. When Debbie caught sight of what it was, she saw two certificates, which stated that both bodyguards

her mouth, stood up from her chair and followed the

tae kwon do masters?' she cursed inwardly. Although she had practiced martial arts for ten years, when faced with those two bodyguards, she didn't dare to pick a fight with

When she reached the car, Debbie opened the door and saw the man in the backseat. His eyes were shut tight, as if he was taking a nap, completely unaware of the

took the driver's seat and the other sat in the

revved and sped out. After a while, Debbie realized that the car

right. This is not the way home. The villa is in the east district and the car is driving westward,' she reflected. "Where