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?"

asked. "Well, do anything for both of

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

come back to his office after a

Rhonda received

over to her as soon as she saw her. "Nice to see you, Miss Nian. You're here to 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

over-the-top enthusiasm made Debbie uncomfortable. She gave her a smile

the lushly-carpeted hall, and entered the elevator. When they left the elevator on the 66th floor, Zelda, another of

her. She was

specifically said we should take her to his office whenever she drops by," Rhonda

Rhonda had said, she sized Debbie up and down and said indifferently, "Okay.

Debbie smiled, "Thank you!"

the other hand, only gave her a sidelong glance before making her way to the CEO's

at Zelda's back disapprovingly. 'What a rude bitch!' So far, she had met three of Carlos' secretaries, the other two being Rhonda and Tristan. Of all of them, Zelda was the most arrogant. When they came to the door of Carlos' office, Zelda knocked and soon Carlos responded, 'Come

said

saw what was going on

Megan was at his desk. She was doing her homework. "Ah, it's Debbie. Hi Debbie!

Huh! What happened to "Aunt Debbie"? Is it because the secretary is here and she doesn't want her to know about my relationship with Carlos?' Debbie didn't like to think badly of Megan, but from what she had learned about that girl, that was most

Carlos' attention away from his work.

Carlos, Debbie and I are almost the same age. Calling her Aunt makes her sound much older. I think 'sister'

a response. She sounded friendly and acted nice, but somehow, Debbie couldn't manage a smile, as much as she tried. Yes, Megan hadn't done anything to harm her directly. But there was this hostility in

finally forced a wry smile and nodded

say anything else. He stood up from the sofa

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, then again, she hadn't imagined she'd

had no idea what she

a minute longer and continue to be humiliated. Each stride was purposeful and as long as she could comfortably