True Love Waits

Chapter 164 Identity Outed

Debbie didn't notice Carlos calling Emmett on the phone. She was too focused on blaming Carlos for being bossy. "Jared and I are just friends. You know that. Why are you doing this?" She started to suspect that it was Carlos who called Jared's dad and made him angry at him. 'Why would he even do that? It's none of his business what Jared does, and he doesn't need to stir up drama like that. The man is just too controlling, and it's time he got knocked down a few pegs. Maybe if I bug him enough he'll back off. Yeah, that's what I'll do!'

Carlos wasn't amused. "So this is my fault?" His voice got colder.

Debbie shook her head and said in a hurry, "No, no. My bad. Please call Jared's dad and tell him Jared didn't hit on me. He's really mad. He figured out where Jared is through GPS and is going to take him home and kick his ass."

"Feeling bad for him?"

Just then, Emmett walked into Carlos' office. Carlos mouthed the words "Call Jasper." Emmett noticed that Carlos looked gentler than a moment ago. Immediately he knew who Carlos was talking to on the phone.

Carlos' stubbornness made Debbie feel frustrated. She lost her patience. "You going to call him or not?" she asked in a flat voice.

"Promise me. Promise that you won't get too close to Jared," said Carlos, playing with a lighter.

"Honestly, how many times do I have to tell you? Jared and I are just friends! We've known each other for years. Now you're asking me to stop talking to him all of a sudden? No can do!" Then she turned to Jared and said, "Sorry, buddy. I can't save you. It seems you'll have to go home and face your dad. Or you'll lose me forever."

"Noooooo!" Jared was desperate.

Kasie, Kristina, and Dixon burst into laughter.

"Emmett has already called Jasper Han," Carlos said and hung up.

'What?' Debbie looked at her phone, confused. 'He called already? So Jared won't get beaten by his dad?

Why didn't he tell me earlier? So he was pulling my leg the whole time! Auuugh!' Debbie opened WeChat and sent Carlos a message. "Honey, love you." At the end of the message was a Kiss Mark emoji. "Your husband won't help?" asked Jared. He had decided that if Carlos didn't help him, he would fix Debbie up with a ton of guys.

"I think... he will. Maybe. Just wait." Debbie wasn't sure.

ten-odd minutes

Alioth Building. He could think of little else, and picked at his food. He was too worried that Jasper would swoop in with his men, carry him into the car, and then he'd really get it. But by the time

placed one arm on Debbie's shoulder and said, "You have no idea how much I want to kiss you and your husband right

idea. Carlos doesn't swing that way, and he won't be happy if you kiss Deb,"

don't feel like kissing anyone,"

him and shook their

later. When Debbie came back to the manor, she found the overcoat Carlos had told her about, and put it on. By the time she fixed her makeup, it was almost

dinner was in a private booth on the fifth floor of Alioth Building. By the time Debbie and Carlos turned up, everybody else was already there waiting for

of honor. Somebody had already pulled the chair out for Carlos. Yet Carlos didn't sit down immediately. He said to Debbie, "The heat's on. Take off

and did

Debbie, they

her coat. A second pulled the chair out for her. A third

ask, "Mr. Huo, I

at Debbie

supposed to mean? Why doesn't

their mouths shut. A few quiet, awkward seconds passed. Someone was about to break the uncomfortable silence when Carlos announced, "My wife always keeps a low profile. I promised her I'd

Debbie, every one of them understood that the woman sitting next to him was Mrs. Huo. They all looked at Debbie with a smile and racked their brains to compliment her. The room suddenly was abuzz with their unctuous compliments. Some complimented her beauty, others focused on her hair, dress, or

expressions of praise, commendation, and admiration, Debbie didn't know how to respond. It was Carlos who came to her

Debbie's face turned red.

echoed. The subject was changed. Someone asked the waiter

Carlos and

to be nothing wrong with the way Carlos told the others

ate while listening to them talk about work. She had nothing to add, so she remained quiet as they talked shop. Some things she

so, the other men kept asking his opinion on

to use the little girls'