True Love Waits

Chapter 77 The Fight

"Debbie, if you become a superstar, I'll go to your concert," said one of the people on the boat.

"Why did you waste your talents going to Economics and Management School? You should have chosen a music school. You could be a pop star," another observed. But Debbie framed their comments as complimentary to Carlos.

She thought they were trying to suck up to Carlos, rather than actually praising her performance. They'd been seen at the party together, after all.

After an hour, the boat came back and docked, but the party didn't end until after midnight. That was when Debbie finally caught sight of her husband.

But he was not alone. Megan, who was at his side with a smile, was seeing the guests off with him. He handsome and she pretty, they looked like a couple.

The sight of them being together upset Debbie. But she managed to check her emotions. She walked over to them and took Carlos' arm. "I'm tired. I want to go home," she said. Carlos checked the time-it was already past midnight.

But before he could say yes, Megan cut in with a smile, "Uncle Carlos, I didn't come here in my car. I was going to crash here tonight, but everyone's taking off and I'm scared staying here alone. Can you give me a lift?"

Carlos wouldn't say no to such a small request.

Debbie's heart sank when she heard Carlos say yes. She smiled wryly before sitting on the sofa and playing with her phone while waiting for them to say their farewells to the attendees.

Finally, it was 1 a.m., and all the guests were gone. They boarded a boat and started their journey back.

When Debbie finally saw Carlos' Emperor parked close by, she was relieved, and started walking towards the car. She took it for granted she should sit in the passenger seat. Before she could reach the car, however, Megan skipped to the car happily and opened the passenger side door. "Aunt Debbie, come on. It's late," she shouted to Debbie.

Debbie was surprised by what she was doing. 'Of course I know it's late. But what does she think she is doing?

If she rides shotgun, where am I supposed to sit? I'm Carlos' wife. Shouldn't I sit next to my husband?'

While Debbie was pondering this, Carlos put his hand above Megan's head protectively when she got in the car.

opened the back door for Debbie. Standing next to the door, he stretched out his right hand towards the door in a

been banished. Why

"No. I don't want to get in

Carlos' car was the only one

Debbie opened the back door on the

notice his wife's bad mood. He walked around

her eyes and answered in a cold tone,

We'll head home after we drop off

that, he closed the door and

car and

knifed through

and only responded when it was necessary. He didn't seem all that perturbed by the situation. But he never embarrassed Megan by allowing awkward silence. He made conversation quite

thought. There

It's dark, and not safe for you to walk

Is she your wife or am I? Why do you care so much about

security guards patrolling the area, you jackass!'

thank you, Uncle Carlos," Megan said

straight, eyes closed. Assuming that she was asleep, he got out without waking her up. In reality, she was as stiff as a board, and

car for twenty minutes, but there

was so furious she started laughing. 'That

have exploded

of Carlos, she

impossible. She got out angrily and

her phone rang. It was Carlos. Debbie gave a sneer and picked it

"Where are you?"

you two had sex? Or gone upstairs and watched?" Debbie blurted out furiously. For a moment, the other end of the phone was silent. "Megan is a kid Wesley and I are fostering together. Don't overthink it." He

ignored her sarcasm. "Where are you?" he asked again. He wanted to explain