True Love Waits

Chapter 57 You Need To Do Nothing But Count The Money

Although Carlos had heard Debbie's words clearly, he didn't respond, choosing to look out the car window instead.

"You are not calling your lawyer? Fine! I'll call Emmett and ask him to call your lawyer!" Debbie said as she called out the address book on the vehicle navigation screen. "Without my consent, he won't call the lawyer." The man finally opened his mouth to speak.

"Then call him!" she demanded.

"Focus on driving. I'm a man of my word. I won't rescind my decision."

As the light changed, Debbie had to restart the engine. While focusing on the road, she asked, "What do you prefer to eat?" After all, he was the boss.

"Eat whatever you want," he said indifferently.

Undecided on where to go, Debbie ran a few names of familiar places through her mind. At last, a restaurant popped up.

She drove to the destination and pulled over.

When they got out of the car, Carlos' face soured at the sight of the restaurant.

Debbie gave him a big grin, and pointing to the restaurant said, "I suddenly want to eat durian pizza. That's why I drove here. I know the restaurant might be a little too cheap for your fancy, but it's much better than street food, right? Come on. Just give it a try."

It was a national chain restaurant and the food was pretty good. The chain operated stores in most of the leading shopping malls. To Debbie, it was a nice restaurant. To Carlos, however, it was one of those low-end places he associated with needless penny-pinching.

After a moment's thought, he acceded, albeit begrudgingly, and walked towards the entrance of the restaurant.

Debbie immediately followed after him.

It was 8 p.m., but the place was still bustling with customers. Debbie and Carlos sat at a table near the window. Among the patrons, a few heads turned to greet the arrival of the beautiful couple.

with resignation and looked at the menu. "A large-sized durian pizza, a durian multi-layer

but he didn't give it even the mere dignity of a cursory glance. "I already ate," he

Whatever the case, he could as well walk

it possible that he just wanted to accompany me?' Her heart raced

calm down, because she needed to talk to Carlos about the ownership of that club. So after the waitress had left, she

knew it." To which Debbie blushed. She wanted to say something,

time." He swore to himself that he would

him and said in a serious tone, "Are you sure you want to transfer

as the lawful owner of the club, he'd also gradually turn more and more shares to her. Whichever the case, she'd be taking home huge

face, she leaned back to keep him at arm's length. "There's no pressure to appoint me the owner. That points me in a bad light. I'm not a gold digger. How about this? As long as you don't make me the owner, I won't divorce you," she offered. To be honest, it was not a bad idea to have a husband like Carlos.

right response that I wanted, ' thought Carlos. He heaved a sigh of relief that he managed to have her rule out divorce. However he kept calm and composed. "Don't bother bargaining with me. I don't think you're capable of it yet. I can assure you that

he being so bossy?' Debbie

pizza was served. The aroma made her drool as she picked up the

to cut the pizza, Carlos

she raised her head to object, she realized he had already rolled

put it onto Debbie's plate. The little gesture touched her. To her, such

her life, she had always been an independent girl, who was used to living on her own. Apart from her late father, she had never depended on a soul. As such, that simple

ended up not being much helpful. For example, her best buddy,

dated for two years, they had never eaten anything fancy together. In fact, she had been the one who provided everything

asked Carlos, who had already sliced the pizza into

Debbie was distrait, he dropped the cutter just hard enough to

knife and fork. After several bites, she noticed

and fork

need for that," he

big fan of durian. Almost

for both of us." It was a large-sized pizza, a little too much for one person,

eye, Carlos reached out his hand and gently took her fork