True Love Waits

Chapter 73 You Are Not Going To Marry Gail Mu

Debbie felt frustrated at Kasie's message. 'I don't have a problem, and I don't think Carlos is the problem!' she retorted in her mind. Quickly, she typed in the group's chat, "He and I are not that close yet, and I still need time!"

To which Kristina chimed in, "Debbie, I'm really curious. Who is on top? You or he?"

A clueless Debbie couldn't find a good response, so she pretended to ignore Kristina, but deep inside, a lot of questions were running through her mind. Not to make her clumsiness obvious, she clicked on the emoji for anger and sent it. After a moment's thought, she added, "Kasie, withdraw your previous messages. Don't forget we have two boys in the group."

Promptly, Kasie sent an emoji showing a speechless expression, and withdrew her previous messages.

Following suit, Debbie and Kristina also quickly withdrew their comments. By the time Dixon and Jared saw the group's chat, they only saw a thread of several withdrawn messages.

But Debbie's problems were far from over, as her Weibo account had been flooded with comments and messages.

The moment she opened her Weibo app, her phone buzzed non-stop with incoming messages like a switchboard. When she checked at the end of notification tones, there was a total of more than 99 unread messages.

'What did I post on Weibo to attract all the incoming chats?' she wondered to herself.

Coming to her senses, she remembered her hurried post, which she had forgotten about when the group chats exploded.

The bad part was that a good number of people on the thread had copied Kristina's comments-"Do you dare mention Carlos Huo?"

As if this was not enough, some people even mentioned Carlos in the comments.

Another popular person on the thread was Jared, whose comment had racked up hundreds of likes "Time waits for no men; just do it!" A stranger commented, "In the sky the clouds float; it is Carlos' dick that I want."

This comment had the most likes on the thread.

when others showed great interest in her husband. Triggered by the comment, she deleted

on Weibo, she got a text message from Carlos saying, "I need to work overtime tonight. So there will be no class this evening. Just stay at home and wait for me. And

on Weibo was too engaging for Debbie to begin arguing with Carlos. Playing along, she simply

reading her reply, Carlos curled his lips with a sense of satisfaction, though he wondered

he opened the WeChat Moments

opened her WeChat Moments and saw a comment left by a stranger with the pseudonym "C". "Believe me, it's not a dream," read the laconic comment. Confused, Debbie opened C's Moments and there

Who was this C?

to C's identity, she closed the WeChat app and began to chat with

see how the girls reacted. And sure enough, they would attack her immediately, often with epithets and zeal. 'The guy has quite some fanatical followers!' she thought to herself, envious

and dropped her phone on the bed. The next morning, she woke up before daybreak and was about to get out of bed to

to think, she got out of bed and

to think, she also slid between the

closer, crossing his arms over her, a little higher than he previously held her. Without opening her eyes, she turned

eyes were wide open. He looked at her, rubbed his arching brows and

dreaming. Having a nightmare, to be more

dream, Carlos kissed her on the lips. Then, he kissed her neck, her chest... Then Gail popped in her

realize, strangely, that she was naked and her pajamas were on the floor. But without stopping to think, she put on her pajamas and ran down the stairs.

marrying Gail Mu instead, but trust me, that bitch will screw your life!" That was a bombshell! After what seemed like an eternity, Carlos looked away from the hickeys on her neck and

the word "bitch" coming out from Carlos' lips

her dream, Gail married Carlos. At their wedding, she ground Debbie beneath her heel and mocked her

"Nothing. Continue

could turn around, Carlos stopped her by saying, "Freshen up and have breakfast. The stylists will be here

she thought the stylists would come here in the afternoon. "Uh-huh." He lowered his head and continued to eat his breakfast. Seeing he

cloakroom to get dressed. However, what