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 felt

gazed at the lawn outside and indulged in a bit 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 dog playing around. A happy smile crept across her

grabbed her hand and pressed her finger

two-storey building they had just visited would be for recreational purposes. Carlos had chosen that building and 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

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, only for Carlos

realized clearly that the "attacker" was a dog, she rolled

at Debbie, but it

a sled dog. It's fun and very good 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? Its speed will surprise you,

her touching feelings vanished into thin air now. With her lips pursed, she said rather snappishly, "Well, maybe I'd like to, but not now, please! And no matter how

with an obvious

"Didn't you see how it dashed

his breath. "Well, why not

name? Haven't you already kept it for some time?" 'It seems quite close to Carlos. I thought it was

before you went to the Southon Village. I've seen

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

if knowing what Debbie was going to do, the dog suddenly stood up and walked away. It stared

more and snorted. "Humph! It's a silly

she finished, the dog instantly barked at her again. 'This dog is not silly

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, you need to give it strict training and get a leash

so troublesome. Not the kind of pet

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

stared at him. "I bet the last sentence is the whole point you're driving at,

confirm the suspicion, he was smiling when her curious eyes met his. "Yes. You're a smart

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

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