True Love Waits

Chapter 272 Because My Husband Cares About Me

The next afternoon, as Debbie drowsily lay next to Carlos, her phone suddenly rang, jarring her awake. She grabbed her phone and saw that it was from an unknown number.

Since Carlos was working on the bed, she didn't want to interrupt him. She got out of bed and walked to the corridor to answer it. "Hello?"

"Hello, is this Mrs. Huo?"

"Yes, who's asking?"

A few minutes later, Debbie returned to the ward and threw a glance at Carlos, who was having a video conference. She silently opened her suitcase and selected a set of light-colored clothes and her cosmetics bag before going into the bathroom to freshen up.

Half an hour later, Carlos saw her come out of the bathroom, wearing delicate make-up. He was about to ask her where she was going, but she paid no attention to him. Without giving him so much as a glance, she grabbed her handbag and walked towards the door.

"Wait!" Carlos said and paused the video conference.

Debbie turned to look at him. "What's up?"

"Where are you going? Why are you wearing make-up?" he asked curiously. 'Is she dressed well to meet a man?' he thought angrily.

Remembering the phone call earlier, Debbie could hardly force a smile. "Tell you after I come back."

Ignoring his glare, she turned around and left.

the agreed time. Entering a

around the same age as Debbie. She

the woman spotted Debbie, she stood up. Debbie noticed the slight baby bump. 'She's indeed pregnant...' Debbie confirmed in

the initiative to greet

as she stared at the woman who claimed to be Carlos' mistress. She wondered if all mistresses nowadays were this shameless to blatantly challenge a legal wife. Besides, this woman had played her cards well. Debbie had just returned to Y City the day before, but this woman was able to get wind of the information and had even managed to contact her. Debbie took a glance at the glass of orange juice on the table and apologized politely, "I'm sorry for being late. I don't think

said outright. As she spoke, she took out a few photos from her handbag. With a smug smile lingering on

woman, a waiter came to take her order. But Debbie shooed him away. She wasn't intending to waste much time with this shameless woman. Moreover, she didn't think she could share a conversation with that woman for as long as a

woman scanned Debbie from head to toe. Trying to hide the envy in her eyes, she collected herself and ridiculed, "I never expected Mrs. Huo to be such an ordinary woman. I heard that you'd gotten married to Mr. Huo three years ago, but you still haven't

photo from the table. It was a picture of the woman holding Carlos' arm as

to the woman and asked, "You look like you're around thirty. Why did you wait for so long to have a baby? Do you have any unmentionable

twenty-one. This is the right age to

be smarter and would have a better strategy since she claimed to have Carlos' child in her belly. But she lost her composure so easily by Debbie's provocation. 'You're more

short-tempered, aren't you? My temper is not too good either. How about we fight this out in front of Carlos? We can find out if he'll side with me, his legal wife, or

to suppress her anger. Taking a deep breath, she adjusted her emotion and said, "Don't try to provoke me, Mrs. Huo. If you anger me and cause harm to the

one. The photos were well taken...or edited, showing her intimacy with Carlos. The photos showed them entering a hotel room together, and when they came out, her long hair was disheveled and her clothes were in

figure out what they had been doing in the

down, Debbie mocked, "That's it? Too bad. I expected to see something more sexy. You should have taken a photo of Carlos' sexy face after having sex. You know, he looks really hot

unexpected one. The woman was completely

to the present and asked the woman, "By

welcome subject for the woman. Her face softened as she touched her belly and said with a smug smile, "More than a month. I was together with Mr. Huo on the night after you left for England. He told me that I could

took in bed? Who