True Love Waits

Chapter 58 A Petty Man

"Um, okay. Thank you," Debbie murmured as she took the water bottle from Carlos.

Before she could remove the cap, Carlos had already rinsed his mouth and drunk up the water. Out of curiosity, she asked, "Were you that thirsty?" "There's a residual taste of durian in my mouth."

'What?! He dislikes durian? Then why did he eat the pizza using my fork? Since he loathes Durian, I've an interesting idea!

If he dares to bully me again, I'll buy a durian and ask him to finish it all by himself! That should teach him a lesson,' she thought to herself.

Upon seeing the man throw the empty bottle into a trash bin, Debbie flashed a sly smile as she licked the corners of her lips.

"Hey, Mr. Handsome!" She ended up jumping before him.

"Uh-huh?" He looked at her, startled.

Suddenly, she held him by his waist, stood on tiptoe and kissed his thin lips.

This was her first time to kiss the man on her own initiative. It was an entirely different experience. No! It was her second time, wasn't it?

Carlos remained stunned for a while. When he finally regained his full senses after the unexpected display of affection, he realized her true intentions. He felt uneasy and wanted to push her away. Debbie held his waist tightly and her tongue moved effortlessly in his mouth.

She had just hogged a large-sized durian pizza and had not rinsed her mouth yet.

After making sure that his mouth tasted durian again, she withdrew her lips and let go of his waist. Carlos shook his head with profound resignation, and then turned around to walk towards the convenience store again.

"I want to go home! Now!" Debbie grabbed his arm and dragged him to their car deliberately. Despite the fact that he could easily shake her arms off, he followed her anyway.

Right under the glow of the street lamp, Debbie opened the passenger's door and was about to push Carlos into the seat, but he quickly shut the door by himself.

Without a moment's pause, he rolled her around, pressed her against the car door and kissed her on her lips.

of seconds that she couldn't

Carlos' phone rang, the two stopped their overflowing affection for

the backseat and Carlos was

his phone off and get on with his intentions but she pushed him away, adjusted her clothes

seat, Carlos was on the phone. "You called me just because of

of telling you!" Saying this, he hung

said a word

at the villa, Debbie reassured that the car doors were locked, grabbed the car keys and rushed towards the

come from behind her back. "What is next

What's next to me?" Debbie stopped,

to you. Perhaps, my eyes have

was rendered speechless. She could feel her mouth going dry. She continued ascending upstairs. The light was switched off in the hallway, so she took out

dismembers him mercilessly and hides various

finish his sentence, her scream interrupted him.

Carlos asked, feigning innocence,

a forced fake smile,

yet. Pretending to be unaware of Debbie's fright, he continued, "Do you believe in

hear a word

her. She looked at him with desperate eyes, as if

herself that she would certainly investigate and find out who had told Carlos that she was afraid of ghosts. She would teach that person a good lesson after

gotten very late. Good night." Carlos struggled his level best to fight off the impulse to hold her in his arms

remained eerily quiet for a few

from the outside abruptly. The man in the bed swayed

his wife and

at his face cautiously.

into the villa. But ever since he left me in the cemetery, my fright

afraid of anything anymore. Fine! I'll sneak into his bedroom every night after

her posture and made herself comfortable before she

her room before Carlos woke up. However, when she woke up the next morning, she felt the golden rays of the