True Love Waits

Chapter 96 How Could You

"I can't! I want to buy something with the money I earned on my own. There's no point in buying it with the money you or Carlos gave me," Debbie snapped back.

Sitting on the curb of the empty road, Jared raised his head to look at the dark sky and asked, "Where are you going anyway? It's late. And freezing. You're not going home?" "No, I'm not. I... I'll spend the night in a hotel."

She really hated to watch Carlos and Megan show off their affection in front of her. She wasn't going to go home and be humiliated that way. And the dorm gates were probably closed by now. A hotel was her only option.

At midnight, Carlos got a text message that Debbie's credit card had been just used to secure a hotel room.

'I thought she was in Kasie's house!' he mused. Instantly, he called the hotel manager and asked whether Debbie was alone.

The manager answered honestly, "There are two of them."

After some pause, he added, "A girl and a boy."

Carlos was fuming with rage. So this was how she repaid him after everything he'd done for her!

He wasted no time rushing all the way there, pausing for nothing. Breathlessly, he tore into the hotel lobby. His livid face stopped the manager from saying anything. Holding breath, the scared man carefully led him straight to Debbie's room. He inserted the universal key card and opened the door.

As he peered inside, the manager was stunned at the sight.

It was the cheapest single-bed room in this four-star hotel. Debbie was sound asleep in the bed, while a big guy was curling up, snoring on the sofa. The sofa was so small that his legs hung over the sides. Carlos kicked him in the leg. Jared woke up instantly. He was having a nice dream and this guy just ruined it. He threw back the quilt and jumped off the sofa, still fully clothed. Annoyed, he shouted, "Fuck! Who the hell-Car- Mr. Huo."

Upon hearing Jared's sharp, angry shouts, Debbie opened her eyes and blinked. She was still sleepy. 'Why is Carlos here?

I'm in the hotel, not the villa! I must be dreaming.'

again, trying to drift off. Carlos wasn't interested in letting her do this. He walked up to the

not dreaming.

her head with the

so hoarse Carlos frowned. Was

the quilt

way. He wouldn't let this young man go

"Jared Han, how could you?!" 'How could you sleep in a hotel room with my wife?' This was what Carlos wanted to

he think I was sleeping with his wife?' Jared thought to himself and believed that he needed to explain it. "It's freezing outside, so

toward him, and Jared lost his nerve. He quickly cried, "I

an attempt to kick him, but Debbie

was in a bad mood. He had spent hours with her making sure she was okay. It was below zero outside. She couldn't just ask him to

in separate quilts with their

He was equally annoyed-he figured she was just being petty, and told her to just shut up and sleep. They had spent much of

if he found out. But Debbie told him that Carlos was off having sex with another girl and he'd never

calm her down

Carlos warned Jared and left the

the room to make sure Carlos wouldn't be coming back. Then he asked the manager for a new quilt and fell asleep in the hotel room. When Carlos and

followed her into her bedroom, but she pushed him out. "Megan's sleeping

fuming with anger when she heard that. But she was too sleepy to argue with him right now. She just climbed

woke up again, Carlos was not in her room. She cleared her throat and swallowed, finding that it wasn't nearly as painful

walked downstairs. But what she heard made her stop mid-stride and stiffen. She heard laughter coming from the dining hall, and it wasn't Carlos. That was when she realized that

noticed Debbie's reaction, but she didn't say anything about it. In fact, she greeted her cheerfully, "Aunt Debbie, here you are! Breakfast is ready!" "Thanks,"

chair next to him away from the table. He indicated that she

sit there, but on second thought, she'd better remind Megan that she was Mrs. Huo.

Uncle. Uncle, you didn't tell me whether you want a boy or