True Love Waits

Chapter 99 Let Me Warm You Up

Debbie decided to take the bus back to the villa so she could change out of her blood-stained pants. She didn't dare take a taxi out of fear that blood might be left behind on the car seat. Stepping onto the bus, she decided it would be best to stand in the back so that the other passengers wouldn't notice the blood on her light-colored pants. Luckily, everyone kept to themselves and no one seemed to notice anything was amiss. When the bus pulled up to her stop, Debbie quickly hopped off and walked for about fifteen minutes before finally reaching the gates of the villa zone. Ignoring the aching of her stomach, she walked briskly towards the villa as to avoid crossing paths with the others who lived there.

Upon arriving at the villa, she opened the gate and heaved a heavy sigh of relief. It felt safer to finally be inside a familiar place. Quickly changing her shoes, Debbie quietly made her way into the living room, crossing her fingers that there was no one around. Luckily, the living room was empty. All she could hear was the sounds of Julie cooking in the adjacent kitchen.

Her luck was soon cut short, however, as Carlos walked down the stairs. The girl froze, hoping that he wouldn't look in her direction. But it was too late; he was staring at her intently. Ignoring the man, she pushed past him, and tried to run up the stairs.

"Stop!" Carlos demanded. The anger in his voice caused Debbie to pause and look at the man.

Her stomach ached again, however, and it was a reminder that she needed to get upstairs. Turning her back on Carlos, she continued to make her way up the stairs.

Before she could get away, Carlos grabbed her arm. "What is wrong with you?" he asked. There was obvious worry and confusion in his steady voice.

Puzzled by this, Debbie turned to look at him.

He was staring at her blood-stained pants!

Her face suddenly went hot and red with shame. Needing to get out of here, Debbie tried to pull her arm out of his grip. "Let me go! It has nothing to do with you!"

The hand gripping her arm remained tight. "What happened?" Carlos asked again. "Did you get hurt?"

"I didn't..." Debbie hesitated, trying to find the right words to say to reassure him. But before she could finish her sentence, Carlos pulled her towards him. Yelling in protest, Debbie fell into his strong arms. "I'm taking you to the hospital now!" he announced firmly.

'What is wrong with her?' Carlos mused. 'She's bleeding, and instead of going to the hospital, she is running up the stairs to her room. What does she want to do?'

"No! Don't take me to the hospital! Let go of me! Listen-" Debbie was getting angry, as her pleas were continuously ignored.

Disregarding her resistance, Carlos scooped Debbie up in his arms and carried her towards the gates. While he was changing his shoes, she explained in a hurry, "I didn't get hurt, Carlos. My aunt Flo is visiting."

Eyebrows furrowed, he looked at her in confusion. "Aunt Flo? You have an aunt named Flo?" 'And what does her aunt Flo have anything to do with her bleeding?' he thought to himself. Embarrassed, Debbie rolled her eyes at him. "No, I don't have an aunt called Flo. My period is coming today."

"Your period?"

that

about to open the gate and take her

noticeably stiffening at

precisely, she was dropped on

as if checking for blood. It was the first time he had been in such

blood on your hands or on your clothes!" Debbie snapped, angered by his childish reaction.

to read his expression, Debbie walked up the stairs to her bedroom. Carlos, however, continued

a shower and gotten changed, Debbie came

his breakfast and was reading a newspaper in the dining hall. Debbie was about to exit the villa

"Mrs. Huo, Mr. Huo said you're on your period and asked me to make a bowl

the man, who

the hot soup in front of her, she gave Julie a sweet smile. "Thank you." "No problem, Debbie. Drink it while it's still warm. What do you want to eat for lunch? I'll cook it

in the school canteen. You can go home when you finish your work." Debbie didn't plan to go back to the villa to have lunch, and she hadn't made up her mind as to whether she

bowl of porridge

breakfast made

her empty dishes on the table, she picked up her

swirls of snow across the sidewalk. Not wanting to walk in this weather, she was about to take out her phone to call Matan,

Emperor car pulled up by the curb. Emmett got out

the car door open for her, she said, "Thank you for your

back from the

awkwardly. 'Were they fighting again?' he wondered. 'Mrs. Huo is so brave to turn Mr. Huo down like that. In all my years working for Mr.

an exasperated expression, Carlos strode towards Debbie, grabbed her wrist, pulled her towards the car,

back seat

a thumbs-up. 'Well done,

would have been killed a thousand times over. Her mind was coming up with the meanest

say anything, as Carlos had various ways of getting back at her. The only thing she could do to vent her anger was throw

already sent Megan back. You must move back to the villa now," he said coldly,