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.

like your daughter. You kept

was a top priority for Carlos. That was the one thing he would 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

was only seven years older than

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

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

choice. No more cutting school, especially my classes. At half past three this afternoon, my first class is International Finance. You know which

we have to talk like

her like this. This old, lustful man had

better mind his actions, or some day he might become a

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

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

with a small speech, during

had made a mistake. Before that moment, somewhere in his heart he had still believed that she wasn't a bad person. However, now

Debbie was seen in a cafe. She was talking to Jared on WeChat when two

Mr. Huo asked us to pick you up," they

of responding to what they said, she continued talking on the

said, "Mrs. Huo, Mr. Huo has given us strict orders to carry you home on

what you must," Debbie

something out of his pocket and swung it before Debbie's eyes. When Debbie caught sight of what it was, she saw two certificates, which stated that both bodyguards were black belts in tae-kwon-do. One was a 7th dan and the

of the desert into her mouth, stood up from her chair and followed the bodyguards out of

Where did Carlos find these tae kwon do masters?' she cursed inwardly. Although she had practiced martial

roadside. When she reached the car, Debbie opened the door and saw the man in the backseat. His eyes were shut

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

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

the way home. The villa is in the east district and the car is driving westward,' she reflected. "Where are