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 until eleven, still

thing she saw was Valerie's grim face. Standing next to Valerie was Megan,

up? Do you know what time

a glass of water for herself and took out her phone to check the time. It was eleven o'clock. "I'm sorry. I still haven't

refusing her explanation. "You can't sleep in anymore. I won't allow

in disbelief. "You should discuss this with your

am I supposed to discuss this with him?" Valerie

"Your grandson comes home late from work every day. And he usually brings some work home and doesn't go to bed until the small hours. I

continued, "Normally, he falls asleep in the middle of the night, but sometimes, he won't leave me alone until the birds

face turned red with embarrassment as she

bowed the whole time. "Aunt Debbie, maybe you should keep this kind of

Valerie with her hands as the old lady walked towards the door. Debbie watched them, confused. "That's my husband I was talking about. Isn't it normal for couples to have sex? Don't be shy, Grandma. We're all

the living room yet when

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

bundled up warmly, and decided to go outside and have some fun. But Valerie stopped her by saying, "The help has the day off. The first floor is dirty. Go clean

that. The first floor was at least two hundred square meters, which usually took a few servants to clean it.

have a problem with it? Or is it too hard for you? As the daughter-in-law of the Huo family,

need her help." Debbie pointed

the old

has better things to do. What you need to do

Debbie decided to put up with

from the shed and started

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, and she started to perspire. It didn't take long before she got really tired.

laughing in the living room. 'So, Megan's job is to keep Valerie

her, but Valerie sent her away. When Lewis saw her mopping the floor, he held her