True Love Waits

Chapter 136 Seek Solace In Drink

Debbie would have been thrilled if Hayden had told her this before.

But things had changed and she had already moved on. She was not used to the new cologne he was wearing, and the man before her was, for all intents and purposes, a stranger. True, she hadn't seen him in awhile, but the man whose arms she was in now was so alien, so changed from whom he once was when they had first met. Although she was in his arms, she felt there was a huge chasm between them. And that chasm was indeed hard to bridge.

Time does change everything.

Debbie pushed Hayden away from her and told the driver, "Stop the car!"

The driver looked at Hayden through the interior rear-view mirror, hoping to get some indication of whether or not he should do this. But Hayden was silent, and gave no cues, verbal or otherwise, that he should obey the girl's orders. He wouldn't do as Debbie asked without Hayden's say-so.

Instantly, Debbie figured it out. She fumed with rage and shouted at Hayden, "I said, stop the car!"

Hayden was not angry at her behavior. Instead, he coaxed her, "It's freezing outside. Let me send you home." There was a time and place to be angry, and now was not the time.

However, Debbie didn't buy it at all. She yelled at the top of her lungs, "No! I'm not going home. Let me out!" She put her hand on the door handle, ready to unlock the door and open it. "I'm not kidding. I'll jump!"

Besides, she was at the end of her rope. Her already frayed nerves had snapped. She had seen Megan and Carlos together, when he should have been away on business. Her heart hit rock bottom. What was worse, Megan had told the boy that Carlos was her boyfriend. And before Megan and Carlos had left the restaurant, he hadn't even cast a single glance at Debbie. Debbie was so mad she could explode at any time.

Sighing in defeat, Hayden told the driver to pull over. Debbie pushed the door open and left without even turning her head.

Hayden watched as the stubborn girl walked off. He rubbed his aching temples and wondered, 'What can I do to make her come back to me?'

Debbie trotted along the road, and then started to run.

Finally, she arrived at Jared's housing community and rang him on the phone. "Hey, Jared. Where are you? I really need a drink-and a friend." "Tomboy? Drink? No, no, no! Your husband will beat me to a pulp if he finds out."

Do this for me! Forget him; he's

Debbie was mad right now. "Tell you what, I'm at a friend's birthday party right now. Give me some time to say my goodbyes and we'll go to Orchid Private Club, okay?" 'Orchid Private Club? Okay,

Debbie hung

to be traveling on the outer perimeter of the housing development. It wasn't the most luxurious ride she had, just an electric BYD e5, but it was comfortable and clean. Naturally, she gave the driver instructions to take her to Orchid Private Club. Carlos called her several times on the way, but she dismissed all of his calls. She

the taxi arrived, her phone rang again and

his emotions, Carlos asked in a low voice,

She paid the fare and got out, walking towards

address and

"I..."

back home now." But a cheerful voice interrupted her. "Uncle Carlos, the

Megan? Go to hell, you

that drink now. Without saying a word,

did she hang up?

Before she could calm herself down, two men in suits and leather

to the club!" one

Boss!" chirped the

managers, Debbie forced a smile and said, "Hi. I

Carlos had transferred the club's ownership to Debbie, that meant they

uncomfortable being addressed as "Boss". Sighing with profound resignation, Debbie looked at them and said in a serious manner, "Don't call me 'Boss'. You know what happened that evening. And you know Carlos. I might not be your

one of them, said with a smile, "As you wish, Boss...er, I mean Miss Nian. Your wish is our command. We'll try to remember how to refer to

you. Now, the booth,

could even lie down and nap there. It also had HVAC climate control settings, and controls for a flatscreen TV that rose from the middle of the table and receded when it wasn't needed. Apart from that, there was also a tea room, a jukebox, an auto mahjong table, and even a fitness area. It even had a large liquor cabinet against the wall, stocked with the finest vintages. Most people didn't

did she want? Maotai? No. Erguotou? Not her