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."

son before,' she thought. She still didn't quite believe him. "How

and said, "You

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

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

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 spare

many fashion designers work on maternity dresses for Debbie, and asked them to have sample clothes

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

off, telling her the baby in her belly would

Debbie to be one of her bridesmaids, but Carlos turned her down

was overreacting, and happy because he cared for 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 as

no such rating, but with ultra-posh decor and a concierge in every room, five stars did it no justice.

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. She had been mentally prepared for some time, but she still felt extremely nervous when

direction and saw a woman with sunglasses-it was

tighter and stepped to

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 reached out

lightly and lowered them. "You should take good

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

words set Debbie's mind at ease. Despite Carlos' reluctance, Debbie took the baby from Adriana. The boy smiled and flailed