True Love Waits

Chapter 328 The Ride

The car roared toward her, and Debbie squeezed her eyes shut, waiting for the inevitable impact. The tires squealed on the asphalt as the car skidded to a stop, just centimeters away from Debbie. Luckily, the driver was a top-notch circuit driver, and he knew the limits of machine and man... and he was quick enough to step on the brake when she jumped out in the middle of the road. Or else she would have been hit.

After the car stopped, Debbie limped to the back door. Still thinking that Carlos had come back for her, she tapped the car window excitedly. She couldn't wait to see him, to kiss him, to have him hold her in his

arms once more.

That same faint buzzing sound came to her ears again as the window descended, revealing the passengers inside. Debbie was smiling; Carlos looked gloomy. He gave her a cold sideways glance and remained silent.

His silence made her heart ache. 'Didn't he come back for me?' Her blood froze in her veins. 'What if he didn't?'

Carlos seemed to have lost all patience. Debbie said hurriedly, "Mr. Huo, could you—"

"No," he refused even before she could finish her sentence.

Her heart tightened into a knot. But she wouldn't give up. "My leg was hurt. And I can't get a taxi. Could you please drop me off at a hospital before heading home?"

"I won't be passing near a hospital." With that, he rolled up the window.

The car drove off, leaving her with a sick feeling.

Debbie raised her head to look at the starry night as she tried to force back her tears.

Three years ago, they lied to her and made her believe he was dead. Every year on the anniversary of his death, she'd cry her eyes out. Sometimes, she would watch her daughter sleeping, watching her tender chest rise and fall, and think about him. When it hurt too much, she would hold Piggy tightly and sob endlessly. Piggy was the last thing of his that she had. The only living reminder. But no matter how hard those days had been, she never cried so much as now. Now she knew he was alive.

Inside the Emperor, Carlos' phone rang. When he saw the caller ID, he answered simply, "On my way."

on the side of the road. Come to the hospital and wait for me?"

my fault. Look, if you don't want to come to the hospital, why not

this... because Carlos was on his way home when he called. And now he

a word, Carlos

In the hospital

Outside the doctor's office, what

was smoking by the window. As if

eyes were void of feeling. Two seconds later, he

much for "I won't be passing

few patients in the hospital. Thankfully, this late, there were almost no lines. Soon, a nurse

the doctor her receipt and told him in a

he wore an azure shirt. He took her receipt and said, "Okay. Have a seat. I'll have a look. We'll need to clean the wound." Debbie sat opposite the doctor and pulled up the hem of her dress to reveal her injured

knee and

applied some ointment to it, and dressed it.

then, another doctor in uniform came bounding in hastily. "Dammit Niles. I'm sorry. Car

his mask. "It's

look at him. He looked familiar, but she couldn't say from

thanks. Next time, dinner's on

his uniform. "Your leg will be fine soon. Just don't get it wet. Call us if there's anything wrong," he reminded her. They walked out of the office together. "Thank you,

office,

on his arm. He loosened

Carlos ignored him. He looked at Debbie's leg and offered, "Where do you live? I'll get a driver

of saying sorry for not giving her a lift just now. His words drew Niles

Debbie and Carlos.