True Love Waits

Chapter 87 Wounded

After Ashley had driven away, Debbie took out two embossed boxes and handed one each to her friends. "Here. I don't want to take the card either, but I guess we all have to. Besides, it's only a small sum for Mr. Huo anyway. He said if you don't accept the cards, then that means you don't see me as your friend. So, just take it, both of you."

"But Debbie. When we were on the fifth floor of the Alioth Building the other day, we had already accepted a one-million-dollar VIP card. We really feel embarrassed to take this one as well," Kristina said.

"I don't know. It beats me how that capitalist's mind works," Debbie responded, shaking her head. She could imagine how awkward they were feeling to be forced to accept VIP cards with huge sums of money in them, especially from another woman's husband. She would probably feel the same if she were put in the same situation.

"Never mind. Since Mr. Huo insists, let's just take it," she said to her friends.

That evening, Debbie decided to have a talk with Carlos. However, she was informed by Emmett, who had just returned, that Carlos had left on a business trip and wouldn't be back for at least a month. With Carlos away, she was hoping to have some relief from her busy schedule. But it was not going to happen. Carlos had already organized a list of activities for her to do and bid someone to supervise her in his absence.

During the day, she had yoga and dance lessons. To make sure that she stayed busy, Carlos also arranged other various activities such as flower arrangement, tea parties, art exhibitions, bowling, women's baseball and so on. In the evening, she was expected to have either a milk bath or a rose petal bath.

Debbie was frustrated with this way of life. It was the lifestyle of an upper-class socialite diva and not hers. She wanted her own simple, easy life back. Just as she was about to go crazy, Carlos finally returned from the business trip.

He had been away for more than two months. At the start, they had texted each other on the phone. But when Debbie had complained to him about the lessons and activities that he had arranged for her, he had simply replied, "I did this for your own good." Debbie didn't contact him again after that.

Later, she found out that Carlos had put her name down for a dance program at her school's Solar New Year Gala. Debbie was so angry she gritted her teeth and felt like punching him in the face for it. But she didn't call or text him.

The day that Carlos returned happened to be when the Solar New Year Gala was held. Since the new year was on Sunday, the gala was held three days earlier.

Debbie anxiously waited on the stage dressed in a classical style azure dance costume.

When the curtains parted and the spotlight lit up the stage, the audience was stunned to see Debbie there.

twirled and jumped, moving her body smoothly and

was in awe and wondered when

finished, the audience gave her a

herself. She smiled and bowed politely to the audience and then left the stage. Changing

torture me. He must be thrilled that the dance was such a success. It was all for him.

opened the front door and went in. While she was feeling around in the dark for

instantly that it was him. Turning her, he silenced her scream with

quite right.

quickly turned the lights on. When she

face was pale and sweating

tell him to come quickly," he said, trying to control his

threw her bag onto the floor and was about to help him to the

need to keep this quiet, especially from the press. Can you help me

the doctor, she turned to Carlos, visually upset. "I'm surprised that you still remember you had a home after being away for such a long time! Look at you! You've gotten yourself hurt like this. Somebody

at her. He touched her

his business trip. Tears welled in her eyes. "Carlos Huo, you're such a jerk! You kept controlling my schedule even when you were gone. All the

don't

sadness in Debbie's eyes, his heart softened. He didn't want to push her

you really mean it? Or are you just saying that now, because I am helping you? Do you remember what you said to me when I first complained to you about it? You said that it was for my own good. Why are you letting me quit everything now?" Debbie had complained about it to him only once. When she got his response, she was so angry that she didn't contact

what infuriated her even more was the fact that he never called or texted her

She was wild and free-spirited. Forcing those things on her wouldn't work. He was surprised that she didn't

mad from all of the tedious activities that you had inflicted upon me. And now, suddenly you