True Love Waits

Chapter 192 Don’t Be Shy, Grandma

Carlos pulled her into his arms and whispered, "Don't worry about me. I can carry you home and still show you a good time. I can prove it to you."

"Stop it." Debbie covered his mouth with her hand.

Carlos pulled her hand away and kissed her on the lips. "What? Can't I say this stuff to my wife?"

"Maybe. And maybe you should be locked up for saying things like that."

"Just think about how lonely you'd get if I were put in prison. Not a good idea. You'd miss me way too much."

"You're so modest!" she giggled. He was right. She was getting a bit tired.

The rain was starting to come down in earnest. It was drizzling and their hair was starting to get wet. They ducked under an overhanging roof, trying to stay dry. Carlos took off his overcoat and spread it over her head.

Debbie pulled it off again. "No. This is your favorite overcoat. And very expensive. I can't let you do this. It'll get ruined." She knew how much Carlos liked that particular article of clothing.

Carlos put it back over her head. "I can always buy a new coat. I don't want you to get sick."

He was so considerate. Debbie was enormously moved. What was happening reminded her of a song

which goes, "For the rest of my life, I want only you, for better or worse."

If Emmett knew Carlos had protected Debbie from the rain with his favorite overcoat, he would have marveled at how important Debbie was to Carlos. He already thought of Carlos as Debbie's slave, and that would have proven it even more. That was something new to Emmett, and he figured that bending over backwards for someone wasn't healthy. But then again, he had never been in love, at least not that kind of deep, enduring love, so he wouldn't know until he fell that deeply.

The rain was getting heavier. Worried that Debbie might be cold, Carlos called his assistant to ask him to pick them up.

next day, Debbie didn't show up downstairs

Standing next to Valerie was Megan, who waited on

to get up? Do you know what time it is?"

glass of water for herself and took out her phone to check the time. It was eleven o'clock. "I'm sorry. I

her explanation. "You

in disbelief. "You should discuss

this morning. How am I supposed

home and doesn't go to bed until the small

sometimes, he won't leave me alone until the birds start chirping. So you see, Grandma, you have to talk to him about this. I used to practice martial arts, but

turned red with embarrassment as she

time. "Aunt Debbie, maybe you should keep this kind

as the old lady walked towards the door. Debbie watched them, confused. "That's my husband

room yet when she turned back and reprimanded, "Shut

somehow thought the old lady was adorable at that moment. Spending days in the Huos' house was quite boring for Debbie. She was despised every day. The family always directed mean comments at her, and it didn't seem to matter if she clapped back or not. She wanted to have some fun outside, but it was very cold. It was snowing outside, and the flakes rested

warmly, and decided to go outside and have some fun. But Valerie stopped her by saying,

took a few servants to clean it. Now Valerie wanted her

You have a problem with it? Or is it too hard for you? As the daughter-in-law of the Huo family, you can't even handle

can clean it. But I need her help." Debbie pointed at Megan who wore a smug smirk

care, because she knew the old lady would help

things to do. What

decided to put up with

the tools from the shed and started doing

time she did housework. She had been treated like a queen ever since she married Carlos. Soon after she had started, she began panting. Her shirt clung to her uncomfortably,

in the living room. 'So, Megan's job is to keep Valerie company while eating fruit and talking with her?' Debbie couldn't help

the floor, he held her hand and tried to take her