True Love Waits

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...' Debbie

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

three-storey villa. When they arrived at the gate, Carlos grabbed her hand and pressed

a music studio, a lipstick lab, a gym and a yoga room, because there was a large swimming pool

gate, Debbie eagerly pushed it open. But barely had she set a foot in when out of the blue an "attacker" charged at them. "Be careful!" she shouted. On reflex, she lifted her right leg and was about to kick hard,

"attacker" was

its tail, the dog barked at

and very good at taking instructions, so thought

lips pursed, she said rather snappishly, "Well, maybe I'd like to, but not now, please! And no matter how fast it runs, I'll be faster! Anyway,

with

you see how it dashed toward us when we opened

chuckled under his breath. "Well, why not give this damn

for some time?" 'It seems quite close to Carlos. I thought it was a pet that he had kept for long,' she

few days before you went to the Southon Village.

why did you want to keep a dog all of a sudden?" Debbie squatted down and reached out her hand. She wanted to

dog suddenly stood up and walked away. It stared

"Humph! It's a silly dog,

dog instantly barked at her again. 'This dog is not silly but quite clever! It knew I was rebuking

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, you need to give it strict training and get

so troublesome. Not the kind of pet I

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

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 with him

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

Debbie snorted. She was angry but couldn't find a way to retort. 'It's not that I am weak, but you bang like a stallion on steroids!' Debbie wanted to

got a name for your dog. Just call it Hum," she said, trying to steer the conversation