True Love Waits

Chapter 368

Chapter 368 I Don't Have A Mother


When Debbie finally calmed down, Carlos set Piggy down gently. He looked at the little one and said tenderly, "Go to your mom, now."

Piggy didn't let go of him immediately. "Uncle Carlos, will you come to our house?"

Sensing the girl's unusually deep attachment to him, Carlos was confused. He didn't answer Piggy's question. Instead, he looked at Debbie incredulously, who had just thrown a tantrum, and wondered, 'Is she using the girl to get back together with me?'

"What are you looking at?" she snapped at Carlos, rolling her eyes at him. "Piggy, come here," she said to her daughter, disappointed at Carlos' reaction.

She recalled how he used to say he wanted a boy. 'I knew he wouldn't like Piggy.'

Carlos misunderstood her too. He thought Debbie was embarrassed because she had given birth to a married man's illegitimate child. But he eventually said indifferently, "This isn't about you and me. I like Evelyn." Then he turned to Piggy. "Evelyn, this is my card. Call me when you want to see me. Then I'll send someone by to pick you up, okay?"

Piggy's tearful face broke into a smile when she heard this. She took the card and gave Carlos a peck on the cheek. "Thanks, Uncle Carlos. I'll call."

"Glad to hear it. All right, I have work to do. Bye."

"Bye-bye." Piggy waved her hand and went to her mom.

Debbie could tell that Piggy liked Carlos a lot, even more than Ivan, Hayden, and her other godfathers.

However, Carlos was just as cold as always, and didn't show much warmth to the child, at least as far as Debbie was concerned. After Carlos left, Debbie scooped Piggy up into her arms and asked, "How do you know... um...Uncle Carlos?"

Holding Carlos' card in her hand, Piggy blinked and answered, "Daddy Ivan, at the dinner."

how excited Piggy was after that dinner. So

Should she tell Piggy that Carlos was her father? Was it right to

and do some shopping for Piggy, but the little girl was already asleep. So Debbie decided to take her back to Curtis' place. Debbie's concert date was just around the corner. She had been quite busy lately and had

and greeted them warmly, "Hi, Miss Nian. And here is our little Piggy." Piggy smiled at the servant and said, "Hi, Ruth." Then once again, she buried her little face in

walked inside with Piggy in her arms. Then suddenly she heard someone talking in the living room. She asked Ruth Li, "Do we have a guest?"

not to belabor the point any longer. She put Piggy down, changed into her slippers, and walked into

a seaweed dress sat elegantly on the couch drinking water. Seeing Debbie walk in, she nervously put the glass down on the table, hand shaking. "Debbie, you're

go shopping, but Piggy..." Was asleep, she wanted to say. But her words were frozen on her lips when she saw the woman

It was...

Debbie with Jus in one arm, and took her hand and said with a smile, "I bought

paying attention to Colleen. 'Why is she here?' she thought with a pale face, feeling a little short of

painfully and awkwardly quiet, and tense as all get out. Curtis walked over to Debbie and

seen so many times on TV, yet it was totally unfamiliar

on the couch called in a throaty voice, struggling to get to

The next second, as if she heard nothing,

trying to persuade her to stay. "Debbie, your mom took some time off to visit. I know this is hard. I think you two

what?" Debbie scoffed. "I don't even know

called her daughter's name. "I was forced to leave you and your dad. Now that the guy who tore our family apart is dying, I want to make up

a mom!" Debbie yelled, startling Piggy and causing her to jump, despite being held fast by her

Piggy, Debbie pressed her cheek against Piggy's, and rubbed her back to comfort her, "I'm sorry, baby.

Piggy from Debbie. "She's your mom. Give her a

the eye. "I never had a mother, and I don't need one now," she said stubbornly. "You abandoned me

speak, Debbie stroked Piggy's cheek. "Sweetheart, I have to go. Have fun

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