True Love Waits

Chapter 338 Do I Love Debbie Nian

A gust of cool wind blew over from the lake. Debbie grinned, staring at Carlos' tall figure. 'Carlos, my love... Remember me and come back to me soon,' she prayed.

They walked towards a crowded night market a short distance away. Food stands were lined up on each side of the street. Looking around the various food stalls, as a foodie, Debbie felt her mouth water. "Carlos, I'm starving!" she yelled excitedly.

Carlos knitted his brows tightly as he looked at the food stands. He couldn't even muster up an appetite at that place. "Find a restaurant," he demanded.

Debbie shook her head vigorously. "Trust me, you will never be able to taste the authentic flavor of Z Country in any top class restaurants. The genuine gourmet food of this country is right here, in these streets. Don't look down on them. Come, I'll find you some delicious snacks. You're gonna love them."

Carlos was baffled. Massaging his aching temples, he refused again, "No, thank you. I'll wait for you here."

"Don't. Come on, Mr. Handsome. You used to accompany me all the time to buy these street snacks. Sometimes you even stood in queues to buy this food while I waited in the car," she said with a smile, as she remembered those times when Carlos cared so much for her.

"That was then, this is now!" he insisted. He really couldn't afford to get sick.

Debbie pursed her lips. "Please, let's go buy them together."

"No way! I—"

Debbie ignored his refusal and dragged him into the crowd before he could even finish his sentence. She jumped happily from one food stand to the next.

In no time, she had bought some fried squid, octopus balls, oyster omelets, fish balls, egg waffle... Carlos was lost for words. She blissfully savored every bite of the snacks. When both of her hands were filled with food, she made Carlos hold the skewer of fried squid and the egg waffle for her.

Debbie had seldom been to a food street like this since she had given birth to her baby. Even if she had occasionally passed by, she couldn't walk around and enjoy the food because she would be holding the baby in her arms. All she could do then was walk through the street, her mouth watering the whole time.

But right now, it was a golden chance for her to enjoy all her favorite foods. There was no way she was going to hold back on her pangs. Moreover, she didn't need to hold a good image in front of Carlos. She could just be herself and eat as much as she wanted.

saw how happily Debbie was enjoying these cheap snacks. He was sure that food sold in

there was only one last octopus ball left in the disposable box, she picked it up with the toothpick in her hand and placed it in front of Carlos' lips. "Take a

him to eat the last octopus

pretty sure that she was lying. "That was impossible!" he said, moving his

were, you would always take a bite. Come on! What are you worried about? Diarrhea? Rest assured, darling. If you fall sick, I'll rush you to the

she continued chattering in his ear. It only added to his

knowing why, he opened his mouth. He just

the octopus ball into his mouth. Bursting into laughter, she joked, "Oh

the food and gulp it down. He felt his mouth being filled with an odd flavor. Again, he wondered why he had been

a bottle of water. She habitually picked up a low budget bottle, but then she remembered the rich germaphobe waiting outside. She

rinsing his mouth with the water she had bought, Carlos could finally breathe easy. The stench in his mouth from the octopus

not take another bite of

magically brought a scoop of ice cream to

quickly strode ahead without

clean freak, so I specially asked the shopkeeper to give me two spoons. Here, take this new spoon. I'm not lying, this

and placed it near his lips, winking

"One bite, one

Debbie patiently coaxed him the same way she

sensed the expectation in her eyes through her sunglasses, his heart somehow softened again.

put the spoon of ice cream

easier for him to swallow it down. Before he knew it, the

for tonight. She couldn't push him too hard, lest he decided to turn his back on her

left the night market, Debbie wrapped her arm around

on at least seven different types of snacks. Were they not enough for her? As far as he knew, women tended to eat like birds. He had seen them peck on

and Debbie proved to him just how big her appetite was. Although she had already eaten so much food from the night market, she was still able to eat as much as Carlos had at the restaurant. He was