True Love Waits

Chapter 84 I'm Sorry

"Mrs. Huo? Haha! Women are lining up to be the next Mrs. Huo. How about we get a divorce and I give someone else the privilege?" Debbie taunted.

The car screeched to a halt with a piercing sound, which startled the girl in the backseat.

She swallowed and stroked her chest to calm herself down. 'I'm such a fool! Why did I have to piss off the guy behind the wheel? "Car crash victim" isn't a good look for you, Debbie,' she told herself. Carlos parked the car along the roadside. A few seconds later, he unfastened his seat belt, grabbed several bags in the passenger seat and left the car.

Then he pulled open the back door and got in.

Instantly, Debbie scooted over to the next seat to stay away from him. She was frightened. What was he going to do?

Without saying a word, he set the bags in her lap. She looked down and saw the shades of lipstick he had bought for her earlier. Even the carton of lipsticks whose packaging had been opened by Megan was in one of the bags.

'Did he buy me a new set? Or did he take the old set back from Megan as I said?' she mused.

As if Carlos could read her mind, he explained, "I got those lipsticks back from Megan except the carton she already opened. To replace it, I simply went to the mall and bought the same one again." A myriad of thoughts flooded Debbie's mind.

Words left her as she stared at the bags.

She didn't know whether she should just give in and forgive him, or persist in ignoring his gestures. After all, she was still mad at him because he said she wasn't a virgin. How could he?

Carlos suddenly moved like a pouncing cat, and ended up hovering above her. His face was so close to hers that she could feel his warm breath against her cheek. Looking her in the eye, he said sincerely, "I'm really sorry. I had no call to say that." What he said was disrespectful. No wonder she was mad at him.

told him Debbie moved into her dorm. Somehow, he was suddenly struck with a deep sense

she want people to

that he managed to shock her, but

wanting a divorce count as fighting?' she thought

villa, Carlos got out of the car and opened the back door. He took the bags

Debbie felt like she was

the wrappings. Sometimes it was a game, like how intact could I leave this if I

mine? I want to take the wrappings off. So stop doing it!" Carlos finally

let go of her and

I'll forgive you just because

harsh words

But he believed that she would eventually forgive him if he treated her better. Maybe someday soon her heart would yield to him and

say, and no one around to say it to. Unable to resist the siren call of

two piles-those she liked

bright colors while Kristina loves soft ones. And auntie will love this pale mauve one! Perfect!' she

entering her bedroom. The plaid stripes couldn't hide the contours of

her question. "You

me wrong. These particular ones just aren't me. It would

face took on a more normal expression. "That's up to you. They're yours now." He walked toward the dressing table and opened the delicate box where she used to keep her

shades of pale mauve