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."

'Makes sense. But he said he wanted a son before,' she thought. She still didn't

his arms and said, "You should go to bed. You're pregnant! We can pick this up tomorrow." "Okay, okay. Um... Yeah, I'm kinda

Carlos smiled when he looked at her sleeping

he was free, he'd be by her side. He didn't want anything bad

He even forbade her from returning to England, and hired teachers to make house calls, paying a high 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

maternity dresses for Debbie, and

than eating and sleeping, Debbie only had to attend classes and do yoga. She was so bored, and she worried she'd

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

her bridesmaids, but Carlos turned her down saying that

so much. She had lived like a princess before pregnancy; now she lived like a queen and Carlos was her slave. He would do as she said no

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 through the entrance of the

they were pretty private people, their appearance still made a stir. After all, Carlos was a celebrity and so eye-catching. They walked slowly inside the grand hall. All of a sudden, a familiar face came into view, and Debbie's heart skipped a beat.

that direction and saw a woman with sunglasses-it was none

stepped to

came to greet Carlos 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

me. Can I borrow him for a while?" Debbie

hands lightly and lowered them. "You should take good care of yourself. You can

"Mr. Huo, pregnant women aren't that fragile.

Adriana. The boy smiled