True Love Waits

Chapter 316 Debbie Went Missing

The saleswoman nodded her head repeatedly in fear. Debbie tidied her clothes and looked down at Blanche, who was now lying on the floor, gasping for air. "Carlos used to protect me. Although he's gone, I'm still here. Don't get in my way again," she warned coldly.

Blanche wanted to shout abuse at Debbie, but when she caught a glimpse of her weapon-the mobile rack-she swallowed her pride and simply said, "Get away from me, you psycho bitch. You'll pay for this!" Debbie snorted in derision. After everything she'd been through, she wasn't afraid of anything now. Ignoring Blanche's weak warning, Debbie turned around and walked towards the door.

When Jared had almost passed Blanche, he looked down at her and smiled playfully. "How does it feel, slut? Want one more kick?" Without waiting for a reply, Jared kicked her stomach right off. The playful smile on his face faded and he warned her ferociously, "Carlos isn't here, but we are! I dare you to lay a finger on her again. If I come back, Hell's riding with me!"

Blanche held her aching stomach, groaning in pain, unable to utter a single word. Her face went pale. Pointing at Jared's receding figure with her trembling finger, she finally squeezed out a few words between gritted teeth. "You assholes... Just wait!"

Jared turned around, dug his finger in his ear and said casually, "I'll wait. Bring your son as backup. Bring it!"

Blanche was at a loss for words.

Hayden was still busy taking care of the chaos Carlos engineered. He wasn't even in the mood to hold an engagement party for his fiancee. Besides, he warned Blanche and Portia several times not to mess with Debbie.

Thus, Blanche knew quite well that Hayden wouldn't back her up on this.

On the day of Carlos' funeral, Debbie got up at the crack of dawn. She hadn't slept well. She put on the new dress that she had bought the previous night and applied a light dusting of make-up to her face. She put some conservative lipstick on, as well, just enough to bring out her natural color.

The dress was the same style and color as one of the dresses Carlos had bought her. He said she looked good in that dress.

Sebastian and Lucinda had gone to work that morning. Gail and Sasha needed to go back to school, so Debbie struck out for the cemetery on her own.

Above the graveyard, a mass of thick and dark clouds gathered; lightning lanced through the sky, and the rumble of thunder was deafening. It definitely looked like rain. With a heavy heart, Debbie felt nothing else but sorrow. She hadn't even brought an umbrella.

She remembered how terrified she was last time when Carlos sent her to a cemetery as a punishment. Now without fear, she slowly walked in the direction she was told and looked for Carlos' gravesite. From a distance, she saw James and Tabitha, as well as a few bodyguards, standing around the headstone. When they saw her approaching, Tabitha pulled a long face and yelled, "Happy now? My son died for you!"

was no longer the amiable mother-in-law. Somehow,

in her hand, Debbie stared silently at Carlos' black

the roses in front of it and forced a smile. "Hey Mr. Handsome, I came to see you. Remember the Louis XIV roses you sent to me in England? I gave them to a bodyguard,

back to the car. Then, he faced Debbie and said in a contemptuous

silence filled

cremated and buried him here. To avoid any more drama, I asked my men to

real funeral was held

and Damon were both disappointed in you. I told them that you said, you had nothing to say to Carlos and you didn't even need to say goodbye. Thanks to me, they hate you. When your name's brought up, they get extremely pissed," James

to his evil remark, she suddenly asked sarcastically,

was confused by her odd

You two are so fake, it's not even funny. So get a paternity test.

decided better of it. She'd be gone soon, out of Y City and out of

burning in her eyes. "I swear on Carlos' grave that we will be enemies forever. One day, I'll send you to

soon. So he let out a cold hum and said nonchalantly, "Go ahead. But ask yourself this: whose fault is it? If you hadn't married him, you wouldn't have to go through all

shoulder. One of these days, I'll be there. Don't expect to see much after

in front of Carlos' grave!"

was left alone

muttered to herself, "Carlos, you told me as time turned the page, our

and build my dreams with your bare hands. But why did

weeping grew into hysterical

you around like a shadow. Why have you left me...forever? Carlos, answer me! Come to me now. Tell me!" She cried in increasing sorrow and passion. Her sad wails echoed around

everyone pays? Carlos, they're all bullying me. Wake up now. Help me

if God had felt her sadness, lightning raced across the sky. Thunder boomed. Then it began to rain. Debbie didn't feel the raindrops, but just sat,