True Love Waits

Chapter 71 Male Chauvinist

At this moment, Debbie felt that Carlos was much more reliable and trustworthy than other men around her, such as Jared and Hayden. Hayden had admitted quite bluntly that he still loved her. Despite that, he wasn't there when she needed his help.

However, when she kissed Carlos on the cheek, he gently pushed her away, walked to the night stand and dialed the receptionist's number. "This is Room 1206. We need a med kit. Thank you." Before he got a definite positive response, he hung up the phone hastily.

Debbie was startled. 'Really? That's how he usually asks people to do him a favor? I don't think he's going to get that med kit anytime soon,' she thought to herself.

However, within three minutes, the doorbell rang. Debbie ran to open the door, and saw an employee of the hotel standing outside with a med kit in her hands.

"Thank you so much," she thanked her politely and took over the kit.

"You're welcome, miss."

After closing the door behind her, Debbie walked up to Carlos and gave him the kit. He opened it, took out some Q-tips and a bottle of antiseptic solution before leading Debbie to a chair. "Sit. I'll clean your wound," he offered gently.

"Really? Have you been trained in treating wounds?" she asked in utter disbelief.

He rolled his eyes and answered coldly, "I've served in the special force before. Cleaning wounds is a piece of cake to me. It's one of the most necessary skills we must learn."

"You've really served in the army before!" she exclaimed. Last time, she could tell from his standing position that he must have been trained for combat before. But she didn't expect him to have served in the special force. Her thoughts ran wild.

"Then why did you quit the army and become a CEO? Did you not like serving in the army?" she asked in confusion.

She really wished to see him in the military uniform. He'd be so handsome in it.

"It's a long story. I'll narrate it to you some other time." He unscrewed the lid, dipped a Q-tip into the solution and began to clean her wound gently.

A sharp intake of breath was heard. It was a kind of cheap solution, and gave her wound a stinging sensation. She surely seemed to be in excruciating pain. Every time he cleaned the wound with the Q-tip, she winced in pain. But still, she was much stronger than other girls in resisting pain. Other girls would have already cried in pain if they were in Debbie's shoes.

was used to this kind of solution, but he forgot that Debbie was a girl and the pain might seem unbearable to her. His face softened as

okay. I can handle it." If Kasie and Kristina were here, they would lecture Debbie about the way she

certainly pretend that it was very painful and even shed tears

at all, and stubbornly refused to let him know the intensity of pain she

upon the man who was focused on cleaning her wound. After a while, she couldn't resist her urge

out a band-aid and was

want to have a band-aid on my face," she refused. 'It would look rather weird with a band-aid on my face,' she thought. It was just a tiny

any hesitation. "I insist on it.

Why did you

into the med kit and answered casually, "I'm your husband. It is

rendered speechless. 'Can't he be a bit amiable to me?' she wondered. She lowered her head

realize that. Even if he did, he remained indifferent to it. He ordered, "Go to the bathroom and take a shower. It's late, and

were going to spend a few more days here,"

why she still wanted to stay in the city where she had been robbed mercilessly. He knew it would be futile to argue with her on this matter, so he pulled her into his arms and threatened, "Are you

She struggled to set herself free and swiftly dashed towards the bathroom.

in the bathroom, Debbie finally reappeared and saw Carlos working on

night stand, picked up the phone and saw the caller ID. Hesitantly, she moved to the balcony and answered the call. "Hello." Her voice seemed nothing louder than

over now." Hayden's voice came from the other end of the

away, she sighed inwardly and answered in a cold voice, "Nothing.

to Y City? I'll pick

now on. I'm married. I don't want my husband to misunderstand our relationship.

are only 21. How can you get married

Charles' voice and wondered whether he had heard their entire conversation.

this late hour?" Hayden's voice was far

beat when