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.

didn't show up downstairs until

grim face. Standing next to Valerie was Megan, who waited on her

time

her phone to check the

loudly, refusing her explanation. "You can't

her eyelashes in disbelief. "You

morning. How am I supposed to

and doesn't go to bed until the small hours. I try to get some sleep, but every night, he

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

with embarrassment as she was

kept her head bowed the whole time. "Aunt Debbie, maybe you should keep this kind of stuff to

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

to the living room yet when she turned back

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. But Valerie stopped her by saying, "The help has the day off.

few servants to clean it. Now

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

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

because she knew the old lady

enough, Valerie said, "Megan has better things to do. What you need to

Carlos' sake, Debbie decided to put up with

fetched the tools from the shed and started doing the

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

chatting and laughing in the living room. 'So, Megan's job is to keep Valerie company while eating fruit and talking with her?' Debbie

doing the cleaning and tried to help her, but Valerie sent her away. When Lewis saw her mopping the floor, he held her hand and tried to take her away from the family,