True Love Waits

Chapter 157

Chapter 157 The Dog Named Hum


Debbie squeezed Carlos' hands while listening attentively to each word he said.

"Decar..." she repeated the brand name.

Carlos kissed her on the lips and then gently stroked the tear stains on her face with his thumb. "Decar is the combination of Debbie and Carlos," he said tenderly. 'Decar... Debbie and Carlos... What a good name!'

Staring at him in a daze, Debbie cupped his face with her hands as if in a gentle gesture, only to pinch his cheeks so hard. Carlos was startled. "What's wrong?" In a serious voice, she asked, "Did it hurt?"

He shook his head. "No."

"No? So I'm just daydreaming! Everything here is not real, right? What a good dream! I hope I'll never wake up," she said, pouting.

Carlos rolled his eyes at her.

As Debbie was still in a confused state, he led her to another room that was specially furnished for her-a gym.

There had been a gym in this villa previously but he had it renovated for her sake.

As Debbie was good at running, he had purchased a few new treadmills with different functions. He also had added other equipment, suitable for women.

The last room they visited was a spacious dancing and yoga studio. On one side of the room was a French window facing a lawn. The other three walls were covered with floor to ceiling mirrors, giving the room an illusion of even bigger space.

A few pieces of hammocks and swing straps for doing anti-gravity yoga dangled from the ceiling. Beautiful yoga mats and yoga balls completed the list of accessories. It was a fully furnished yoga studio that would rival any professional clubs around.

Just a feel of the studio would excite even those who didn't have interest in yoga.

Observing their reflections in the mirror, Carlos noticed the pleased look in Debbie's eyes. Affectionately, he pulled her into his arms and said, "Just hold on a little longer. After you finish your studies abroad and come back, we will settle down here. This will be our home forever. Okay?"

home forever...'

herself walking hand in hand with Carlos on the lawn under the sunlight, probably with one or two kids and a cat

to the three-storey villa. When they arrived at the gate, Carlos grabbed her hand and pressed her finger on the fingerprint lock

renovated it into a music studio, a lipstick lab, a gym and a yoga room, because there was a large swimming pool in front of it. Since Debbie was fanatical about swimming, that building would be

blue an "attacker" charged at them. "Be careful!" she shouted. On reflex, she

she realized clearly that the "attacker" was a

its tail, the dog barked at Debbie, but it

at taking instructions, so thought you'd have a great companion, especially for your morning or night runs. Would you like to take it to the manor for a walk?

maybe I'd like to, but not now, please! And no matter how fast it runs, I'll be faster! Anyway,

that with

"Didn't you see how it dashed toward us when we opened

under his breath. "Well, why not give this

close to Carlos. I thought it was a pet that he had kept for

before you went to the Southon

and reached out her

Debbie was going to do, the dog suddenly stood up and walked away. It stared at her with wary eyes from a distance

once more and snorted. "Humph! It's a silly dog, just as I

her again. 'This dog is not silly but quite clever! It knew I was rebuking it!' Debbie murmured

amused by the exchange between Debbie and the dog. It was so funny that he chuckled. "Whenever I'm not here with you, you can play with it. To tame it,

Not the kind of pet

assured her with a smile, "The dog needs regular exercise. Almost daily. Just take

what?' Debbie turned around and stared at him. "I bet the last sentence is the whole point you're driving at, right?" Her face flushed red when she remembered him teasing that she couldn't keep pace

her curious eyes met his. "Yes. You're a smart

'It's not that I am weak, but you

I've got a name for your dog. Just call it Hum," she said, trying

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