True Love Waits

Chapter 313 I Had An Affair

Debbie felt her blood boiling. Overwhelmed by white hot rage, she suddenly raised her clenched fist and rushed the man who had already taken off his shirt. She leaped into the air and kicked at him, using her momentum to plow into the thug. Caught off guard, the man lost his balance momentarily.

Seeing her start the battle, two other kidnappers instantly darted towards her, intending to take her down.

The bare-chested man lifted himself up from the ground. Massaging his aching arm, he cursed ferociously, "You bitch! Kick me, will ya? You're dead meat. Get her, boys!" As he finished speaking, he picked Sasha up, slinging her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. He moved off to the side. Sasha wanted to cry out but her mouth had been taped.

The kidnappers were hired by James. They all were trained in various martial arts styles. But Debbie's main problem was that she was pregnant. She couldn't strain herself, so she couldn't attack at full strength.

In spite of that, she still was able to handle three of them. One of them rushed towards her, and she simply sidestepped. His momentum carried him right by her, and she struck under his chin with her palm as he passed. His head snapped back and he fell to the ground. Another of the thugs thought he'd fare better, and she trapped his arm and shoved him deftly into another kidnapper, and they both fell into a heap. Realizing Debbie was better than they thought, they quickly pulled out knives from inside their clothes and pointed them at Debbie. She saw all sorts of knives: butterfly knives, wicked looking tea knives, and even some models she was unfamiliar with, though they definitely looked western in origin.

The glint of the sharp blades made her heart skip a beat. Meanwhile, she began to feel a dull pain in her belly. Worried about the safety of the baby, she didn't move a muscle.

The kidnappers sprinted towards her, knives in hand. Cornered, Debbie clenched her jaw and shouted at the man who was about to rape Sasha, "Wait!"

Each man stopped in his tracks, surrounding Debbie without attacking her. The bare-chested man had already taken off his trousers, and was getting ready to cut Sasha's clothing off. In an unhappy voice, he roared, "What now? If you won't sign that paper, then don't bug me!"

"I... I'll sign it..." Covering her aching belly and looking at Sasha's desperate eyes, Debbie surrendered. What else could she do?

She picked up the piece of paper from the ground. Tears sprang to her eyes as she read it in her mind again and again, until she couldn't bear to even look at it anymore. Gripping the paper tightly, she was unable to lift a finger to sign it.

The kidnappers were impatient. They shouted at her rudely to sign the thing. Finally, with trembling hand, Debbie signed her name and left a fingerprint on it.

Satisfied, the man donned his clothes again and told Debbie in a sarcastic voice, "So, for signing that you get to come to the funeral. It's in the cemetery in the suburbs, day after tomorrow. After that, get lost! Never come back to Y City, or else." Debbie remained silent.

she clenched her fists, nails digging into her palms. Never would she forget this day. The darkest hour. The saddest heart. She swore that James would be her enemy forever. Someday, she'd get her revenge. The lead kidnapper looked at Sasha. "Hey, too bad we didn't get to know each other. You ever need a date, look me up." She looked horrified, but he just grinned. Then he winked lewdly, and then went

escaped. Before they

a deep sigh of relief when they

to the police station to give

wrong with Debbie. It seemed like all the life was sucked from

paper that Debbie signed. She

still wasn't able to answer the officer's questions properly. In the end, the police had no choice but

state worried Lucinda. She wanted to take Debbie to the Mu family's residence, but the depressed

stopping her from getting out of the car. With glazed eyes, Debbie looked at her aunt and said, "I'll be careful, Aunt

and let her get out of

car drive away, Debbie took out her phone and opened Facebook. She tapped Chat, and sent

again. "I

stood there for a while, going back and forth about calling

picked up quickly. "Debbie." Curtis'

tears began to flow. She raised her head to look at the sky,

Where are you? Back at my apartment?" He had been handling things in the manor ever since Debbie

had an affair. I aborted the baby. My dad passed away a long time ago, and now Carlos is

knitted his eyebrows deeply. "Debbie,

she was like that. Moreover, he knew she wasn't like that.

Debbie smiled silently. 'Mr.

and I'll fix it." Curtis became more

"Uncle Curtis... Thank you for helping me. Carlos is really...dead... Everyone hates me. I can't stay here any longer. I need to move to another city, start fresh..." "Don't. This is wrong. Where are you? I'll swing by and we'll talk face to face,

a calm tone, "No. I have a new boyfriend. He's not as rich as Carlos but he treats me well. I'll be happy." "What?