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.

your wife. You've been interfering in my personal life. You treat me like your daughter.

not 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 that. His lips

was only seven years older than

took a step forward. Debbie took a step back, poised for defense. "I'm warning you. If you come any closer to me, I won't hesitate to fight you!" "Fight me? Good! I can't wait." He abruptly pushed her on the desk behind her

could hardly move. She wriggled and tried to free her arms, but

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 see you there..." Carlos pinched her on

blushed with embarrassment. "Do we have to talk

like this. This old, lustful man had been

or some day he

him with resentment as her cheeks puffed up. It seemed like the anger boiling up inside her was going to burst out at any moment. Fortunately, Carlos released her from 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

wants me to show up to his

half past three, Carlos walked into the multimedia classroom, which was packed with almost one thousand students present. He started with a small speech, during which he swept over his audience. When he was sure Debbie wasn't there, his

twice, shame on me.' Carlos realized that he had made a mistake. Before that moment, somewhere in his heart he had still believed that she wasn't a bad person. However, now it seemed to him that

little past 6 p.m. when Debbie was seen in a cafe. She was

us

said, she continued talking

the bodyguards looked at each other, and then one of them said, "Mrs. Huo, Mr. Huo has given us

what you must," Debbie

smoothly with the bodyguards. One of the bodyguards took something out of his pocket and swung it before Debbie's eyes. When Debbie caught sight of what it was, she

into her mouth, stood up from her chair

do masters?' she cursed inwardly. Although she had practiced martial arts

in the backseat. His eyes were shut tight, as if he was

and the other

and sped out. After a while, Debbie realized that the car was taking them

is not the way home. The villa is in the east district and the car is