True Love Waits

Chapter 274 My Wife Is Very Strict

'How would I know that?' Debbie thought. With a pout, she scoffed, "If you ask my opinion, I would say yes. Men with power and money tend to enjoy fooling around with women. You're no exception!" Carlos smirked. "I don't care for such petty things. Plus, my wife is very strict. How could I dare fool around with other women?"

Debbie grinned broadly. In a gleeful voice, she said, "That sounds better."

The issue was temporarily solved and Debbie soon forgot about it. But the whole matter was not as simple as it had seemed.

Carlos had someone look into the issue and check the background of that pregnant woman. After some digging, he found out that there was a backseat driver behind the scenes, someone who had instructed the pregnant woman to stir up trouble between him and Debbie. But he was yet to figure out who that person was. The investigation was still on going.

In the meantime, a rumor was spreading like wild fire around Y City.

The talk of the city was that Carlos, the omnipotent CEO, was actually sexually impotent, and that his wife was lonely every night because he wasn't capable of giving her any kind of pleasure in the bedroom. This shocking news went viral within a few hours, and even before the next day came, everyone in Y City was already talking about it.

Inside the hospital ward, Debbie was overwhelmed by unease. Each time she made eye contact with the sullen man, her heart skipped a beat and she instantly looked away.

'Crap! What should I do? He looks really angry. Should I butter him up?' she wondered nervously.

She decided to take some action to cool him down. "Honey, thirsty? Or are you hungry? How about I cook a meal for you myself?" she asked cautiously.

Carlos glared at her without budging even a little. He didn't utter a single word.

"You know, I've learned some cooking from Ethel in England. My skills have improved dramatically. Do you want to give it a shot?" Debbie tried to coax him.

Her words had some effect on him, but not in a way she wanted. His face changed abruptly at the thought of the terrible food Debbie had cooked the last time. "No," he refused bluntly.

mean this man could be. After all, she was the one who had started the

"Oh, my God! Carlos, why didn't you tell me about this before? How could you let Debbie be so lonely every night for the past three years?" He turned to Debbie and said with feigned seriousness, "Debbie, rest assured. I've arranged for a specialist in this

to treat Carlos?' She pulled at the hem

in a sad voice. "Let the doctor check on your husband first and then we'll talk about the rest. Debbie, believe

Debbie knew that she had to drive Damon away as fast as possible. One more word from him and Carlos would snap, which would put her

up for him anymore. I understand it's an embarrassing topic and he is such a proud man. But you know,

the needle from his wrist and pressed the spot with a

what are you doing? I'll call the nurse when the infusion is done. Why are you taking out the

pointed his finger at Damon. "You! Stand there and check with your own eyes whether the rumor is

split second, he pushed Debbie

Debbie struggled to get out of his grip. As she tried to push him away from her, she yelled, "What are you doing? Your wound hasn't healed. Stop!" Damon gulped. "Wow! A live adult video? I mean, I've watched quite a lot of AV before. But with Carlos as the male lead? This

'Damon, you freak!" "Carlos, let go of me! Your

sex with her in front of Damon! In her panic, she stared at the man pressing on

careful with your wound. Don't get too excited and cause it to bleed again!" Damon reminded him, his tone a bit

Carlos' hoarse voice, "Get out and listen from the other side of the door." 'Like hell I'd let you see my wife's body!' Carlos thought. But without even waiting

Carlos was serious, Damon knew that he couldn't stay there anymore. With his hands in his

Debbie's

to Debbie at that moment. He raised his head to stare at the ceiling and sighed

more deafening. Damon couldn't stand it any longer and covered his ears. Before leaving, he considerately

outside. Carlos sat lazily on the sofa while two doctors cleaned his wound in the ward.

helplessly as he looked at the sheets dampened by the large pool of blood. He chuckled under his breath and

latter had insisted on leaving the hospital. Just like Debbie, Carlos couldn't endure the long stay at the hospital. However, much to