True Love Waits

Chapter 309 I’m Sorry, Honey

Debbie yelled desperately, "James Huo, you don't deserve to be a father! Oh, I forgot. You're not Carlos' father, are you? That's good. Because you're not worthy of the title."

James cared nothing for what she said. Once again, he held the divorce agreement in front of her. "Sign it, and you can see him."

Suddenly, there seemed to be a strange force surging inside her. A renewed sense of purpose, and a strong sense of self. She wrenched free from the bodyguards' arms and stalked toward James, who had a look of fear on his face. She snatched the divorce agreement, tore it into pieces and threw them in James' face. "You don't get a say in this. Not at all. Carlos and I are a couple. Now and forever! You can just drop dead!"

The scraps floated like snowflakes as they landed lightly on the floor.

Furious, James raised his hand and smacked Debbie hard.

Her face jerked aside because of the force, her head continuing in the direction of the slap. She felt a little dizzy for a moment. Slowly, she righted her head, turning to James. Her eyes turned dark and cold. "How many times is this now? This is the third time you hit me, right?"

James was frightened by her expression. "So what?"

Debbie sneered, "I only put up with you because you were Carlos' dad! But I can't even..."

With that, she aimed a roundhouse kick at his face. His head rocked, and blood flew. Before anybody else could do anything, she clenched her teeth and kicked his fat belly. He crumpled, moaning in pain, blood pouring from his mouth, pooling on the floor. Debbie was like a machine programmed to humiliate James. She pounced on the man, showering him with punch after punch. The bodyguards stirred themselves, but it was too late.

"Ah! Debbie!" Tabitha had been in a daze. When the two bodyguards rushed over to stop Debbie, she finally came to her senses. She screamed and attempted to pull Debbie off of James.

But before she could reach her, the bodyguards already had it handled. Debbie drew her arm back, ready for another strike, and one of the bodyguards had trapped her arm between his elbow and chest, grabbed her wrist, and turned, wrenching her arm. Controlling her with pain, he dragged her to her feet.

They were martial experts. Knowing that Debbie knew martial arts, James had hired them to handle her.

The other bodyguard helped James to his feet, and went to see if he was okay. He drew a handkerchief from his pocket and helped the older man clean the blood from his face. James straightened his clothes and looked around with embarrassment, and more than a little pain. Luckily, he had given orders that no one else was allowed to come here.

a bitch.

her took a rag from his pocket and covered Debbie's mouth and nose. Debbie struggled and then everything went

up to find that some people were talking around her. Her head

And she felt like she had just stepped into a

masks stood around her, all manners of medical tools in their hands. Near her was James, wearing

are you doing?" Debbie asked, half-mumbling thanks to the stupor she had just awoken from. Instinctively, she tried to protect herself, but she

private doctors.

'He's threatening my kid!'

you're not Carlos' father, my baby is

"Actually, I'm not a Huo. Why

'There are so many secrets in the

not exactly a saint either. You cheated on

saw me that night. So what? That stupid woman thinks the

press about you. Everyone will know

sarcastically. "Where's

admit, she had none. James spoke

choices. One, sign the divorce agreement; or two,

binding her wrists. "I should have... ugh... let you rot in prison! Boy was I dumb to convince Carlos... ugh... not to press charges! Let... ugh... me go! When Carlos

dead, I'm the new CEO. They need a leader to guide them, so I'll announce it a couple

snatch a knife from one of the doctors and kill

its cubs. Carlos isn't your son, but you raised him, lived with him for nearly thirty years. How could you do this? Hey, you know what does eat its young?

a divorce? Carlos is

a creepy smile. "You married into the family. You became one of us. Divorced, you're