True Love Waits

Chapter 303 You're Overreacting

When she heard that, Debbie sighed with resignation. "Forget it." Carlos' words indicated he'd break all contact with Megan. Debbie thought this was enough. After all, the car accident was not that serious.

Carlos kissed her forehead. "You're so kind."

"Ha! Hardly!" Debbie retorted, pouting her mouth. "If I were, I wouldn't have always tried to drive her off."

Her reaction amused him. "She made her own bed, and now she has to lie in it. You were kind enough to her."

Debbie heaved a sigh of relief. "Since you made up your mind, let's not talk about her. Hey, old man, we should have a name for our son. You're smart-you name him."

"Sure it's a boy?" he asked in confusion. Since Debbie knew she was pregnant, he always heard her refer to the baby as "son."

"Thought you liked boys," Debbie answered. He had once said that he wanted a son, so she called the baby "son" to make him happy.

Carlos now remembered what he had said before. He explained, "You know I'll love it, boy or girl. If it's a boy, that'll be better. Because there will be two men to protect you."

Debbie rubbed her face against his chest. "Really? But rich people like your family prefer boys to girls, right? Your grandparents, your uncle and aunt, and your parents all gave birth to boys." Even Frasier and Gloria had a son. Carlos had no biological aunts, female cousins, or nieces to speak of.

"Just think. That's why they'll be happy if you have a girl. Grandma will finally have a granddaughter."

a son before,' she thought. She still didn't quite believe him. "How about this? Pick a

didn't stop talking about it until midnight, but they still hadn't decided on anything. Carlos pulled her into his arms and said, "You should go to bed. You're pregnant! We can pick

dozed off. Carlos smiled when he looked at her sleeping face, and quietly

wife was pregnant, Carlos was always on high alert. Whenever he was free, he'd be by her side. He didn't want anything

price for homeschooling. He hired more chefs for her, so she could eat whatever she wanted, no matter if it was Sichuan, Cantonese, Japanese, or French cuisine. Anything she wanted, he'd

Debbie, and asked them to have sample

Debbie only had to attend classes and do yoga. She

Carlos, but to no avail. He'd brush her off, telling her the baby in her belly would absorb nutrients and she did yoga every day. Gain weight? Hardly. As days went by, Curtis and Colleen's wedding

wanted Debbie to be one of her bridesmaids, but Carlos turned her down saying that she was pregnant and that

her so much. She had lived like a princess before pregnancy; now she lived like a queen and Carlos was her slave. He would do

at a six-star hotel. Everyone knew there was no such rating, but with ultra-posh decor and a concierge in every room, five stars did it no justice. Not only that, but it came with no small price tag. In a pink evening dress, Debbie was on Carlos' arm, slowly walking

inside the grand hall. All of a sudden, a familiar face came into view, and Debbie's heart skipped a beat. She

direction and saw

and stepped to the

and Debbie. Carlos nodded at them and held the chair out for his wife. Debbie's seat was next to Adriana's. Carlos himself sat beside Wesley. Adriana held her son. The cute

Look at his eyes! He's smiling at me. Can I borrow him for a

should take good care of yourself.

She said, "Mr. Huo, pregnant women aren't that fragile. Debbie can hold my son for

reluctance, Debbie took the baby from Adriana. The boy smiled and flailed his arms, a little bundle