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.

only about ten-odd minutes from Jared's home, if you took

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 he

cried with relief. He placed one arm on Debbie's shoulder and said, "You have no idea how much I want to kiss

that way, and he won't be happy if you kiss Deb,"

I don't feel like

at him and shook their

the overcoat Carlos had told her about, and put it on. By the time she fixed her makeup, it was almost time

floor of Alioth Building. By the time Debbie and Carlos turned up, everybody else was already there waiting for

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

did as he

businessman. One was more slippery than another. When they saw how considerate Carlos was to Debbie, they all started sucking up

for her.

nerve to ask, "Mr. Huo,

smiled. He looked at Debbie but

at his reaction. 'What's that supposed to mean? Why doesn't he tell

Someone was about to break the uncomfortable silence when Carlos announced, "My wife always keeps a low profile. I promised her I'd keep our marriage secret. As to your question, I need my wife's

seen him talk that much before. When he turned to 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 her bearing. A few talked about her manners, and some more nebulous things that they couldn't possibly know about the quiet woman sitting at the table with them. They were unconcerned, all fawning over her to get on Carlos' good

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

Debbie's face turned red.

changed.

at a dinner with Carlos and the way Carlos had

circumstances, there seemed to be nothing wrong with the way Carlos told the others who she

stopped thinking about the issue and ate while listening to them talk about work. She had nothing to add, so she remained quiet as they talked shop. Some things she understood, sometimes it was jargon or

barely said anything afterwards. However, even so, the other men kept asking his opinion on

girls' room," Debbie