True Love Waits

Chapter 79 Jealousy Reared Its Head

When Tristan got Emmett's call, he had just returned to the office. Emmett's question caused him to think about the lipsticks Carlos had bought Debbie. In his opinion, a gift meant their relationship was okay. So he replied, "They're fine."

"OK. Thanks," Emmett said. After ending the call with Tristan, he called Debbie.

Debbie didn't realize she hadn't talked to Emmett in a long time until she got his call.

"Hi, Emmett," she said. She was about to go to Carlos' company to return the lipsticks when her phone rang.

"Boo...hoo... How... how are you, Mrs. Huo?"

Emmett cried over the phone, which made Debbie shiver. She thought something awful must have happened. "What's the matter?" she asked.

The next moment, Emmett asked cautiously, "Mrs. Huo, is Mr. Huo with you?"

"No. Why?" she wondered.

Hearing that Carlos wasn't around, Emmett stopped crying and his voice went back to normal. "Mrs. Huo, I was sent away to carry bricks on a construction site because of you. I've been in this dull, terrible place for a month. You can't imagine what I've been through. When you pour yourself a drink and look out the window of your comfortable villa, do you ever think of me? Does it hurt when you do?" Debbie was surprised to hear that. 'Emmett? Carrying bricks? Because of me?

Why didn't Carlos tell me? I asked him about Emmett, but...'

"Sorry, I didn't know," she apologized.

"Now you know. I want my old job back. You're Mr. Huo's wife. Can you help me out? If you bring me back, I'll do anything for you. Anything," Emmett pleaded.

"Do anything for me? What about my husband?"

"Well, do anything for

the lump in his throat, he said that was fine. After ending the phone call, Debbie looked at the cartons of lipsticks, wondering what to do next. She had been thinking of returning the gift to Carlos. She intended to do so resolutely, so she would know that she couldn't be bought like that. She wasn't happy But Emmett's phone call made her hesitate. She had to give it more thought before going to

Carlos had just come

received her

see Mr. Huo, right?" Without giving Debbie a chance to say anything, she added with a smile, "Mr. Huo has just returned to his office. I'll take

made Debbie uncomfortable. She gave her a smile and

lushly-carpeted hall, and entered the elevator. When they left the elevator on the

seen her. She also didn't look happy to see her. She was definitely different from Rhonda. Colder, more distant. Debbie wasn't sure she liked her that much. It turned out Debbie's first impression was right. "Rhonda,

said we should take her

paid much attention to Debbie until now. Hearing what Rhonda had said, she sized Debbie up and down and said indifferently, "Okay.

Debbie smiled, "Thank you!"

other hand, only gave her a sidelong

met three of Carlos' secretaries, the other two being Rhonda and Tristan.

said respectfully, "Mr. Huo, there's a Miss Nian here to

forward and saw what was going

was doing her homework. "Ah, it's Debbie.

want her to know about my relationship with Carlos?' Debbie didn't like to think badly of Megan, but from what she had

from his work. He dropped the file and

said, "Uncle Carlos, Debbie and I are almost the same age. Calling her Aunt makes her sound much older. I think 'sister' is fine. Right,

Megan hadn't done anything to harm her directly. But there was this hostility in Debbie's heart growing minute by minute

finally forced a wry smile

He stood up from the sofa and said

papers were spread out on Carlos' desk. There were science papers, math papers, and a pile of hardback textbooks. All signs that the girl was in school. The sight of it caused a strong sense of revulsion in Debbie's heart. She decided not to go inside. She turned to Megan and handed her the bags she had been holding all the while. "No. I just came here to give these back. Bye," she said to Carlos. It was quick, and decisive, just not quite the way she had envisioned it. But,

no idea what she did, or why Debbie

there a minute longer and continue to be humiliated. Each stride was purposeful and as long as she could comfortably make them. There was no way to