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.'

to drift off. Carlos wasn't interested in letting her do this. He walked up to the bedside and demanded

not dreaming. He IS

with the quilt and murmured, "Wrong

so hoarse Carlos frowned. Was

Debbie and the quilt and walked

the manager blocked his way. He wouldn't let this young man go

how could you?!" 'How could you sleep

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

quickly cried, "I was wrong. I should've left. Mr.

raised his leg in an attempt to kick him, but Debbie

even when she 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 leave—especially this late. Besides,

it even then. They were in separate

getting in a fight that night. She was annoyed-he was so tall that his feet almost touched her face. He was equally annoyed-he figured she was just being petty, and told her to just shut up and sleep. They had spent

a hard time if he found out. But Debbie told him

figured he wasn't going to be there that long. He was just going to calm her down and leave after she fell

is the last time!" Carlos warned Jared and left the hotel, Debbie

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 Debbie reached the villa, it was already

pushed him out. "Megan's sleeping in my room,"

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

room. She cleared her throat and swallowed, finding that it wasn't nearly

stiffen. She heard laughter coming from the dining hall, and it wasn't Carlos. That was

Debbie's reaction, but she didn't say anything about it. In fact, she greeted her

him away from the

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

I was just talking about kids with Uncle. Uncle, you didn't tell me whether you want a