True Love Waits

Chapter 377 Your Strategy

"Okay. See you," Debbie said to Jared.

As soon as she opened the door to the room, a strong reek of alcohol reached her nostrils. She fanned her hands through the air, trying to keep the stench away from her nose and mouth.

After taking a few steps inside, she saw a man in white shirt lying lazily on the sofa, eyes shut.

She wasn't sure if he was fast asleep or not. He wasn't responding to the noise, though.

Debbie put aside her handbag and patted him cautiously, hoping to rouse him. "Hey, you awake? Let's go home now."

Hearing her voice, Carlos parted his eyelids slightly.

He sat up on the sofa, head down, and massaged his brows to relieve his headache.

Debbie didn't know what to do. She scratched her head, silently waiting for his response.

But after waiting for a while, he still didn't acknowledge her presence. He just kept his head down.

Left with no choice, Debbie squatted in front of him and moved his arms around. "Old man, are you okay? Come on, I'll drive you home and you can sleep it off." Why is he drinking like this?' she wondered. That wasn't like him. He might come home a little buzzed, but not sloppy drunk.

As she was lost in thought, Carlos suddenly grabbed hold of her arms and pulled her into his.

Caught off-guard, Debbie banged her head against his burly chest. "Ouch! You're hurting me."

"Debbie Nian." His husky voice rang in her ears, melting her heart.

She exclaimed in her mind, 'Oh, God, why? Even his voice is hot! I'm addicted to it!'

She locked her arms around his neck and gave him a charming smile. "Yes, Mr. Handsome. I'm here."

Carlos held on to her and examined her face carefully. After a while, he spat, "Are you that desperate, to take advantage of me when I'm drunk?"

make-up, and even worn perfume. The tempting scent wafting from her body slowly turned him on.

She didn't say anything this time, nor did she move, even a

a hoarse voice, he whispered, "You want sex? You're dressed

had on. She wore a black skirt that hugged her hips. It had a lace hem, and a slit along one side. But it wasn't short, nor was it revealing.

mouth to try to

Carlos pinned her onto the sofa. Looking down at the panting woman with his dark eyes, he asked sarcastically, "So is Hayden impotent?" Debbie blinked her eyes in confusion. "Hayden? What do you

he makes you happy in the sheets,

to explain anything. It was useless to explain, especially when he was drunk. Pushing down the anger in her heart, she scoffed, "I think you went impotent after the accident. You could have had your way with me several times, but no. Now you blame Hayden. That's not the Carlos I remember. Strong, capable... Hey,

them made her get goose bumps. She somehow felt frightened. She hadn't seen him quite like this. 'Oh Carlos, what did they

struggling to breathe. "Let's go

switch gears.

eyes at him. "Of course. But that

"I'm never good."

time, Debbie didn't joke at his words. She shook her head seriously and told him in a sincere voice, "No,

your strategy is to

Fine! Seems like he'll twist anything I say. I'd better

a good man? What do you

tried to process his

could figure out what he meant,

to utter a single word. In no time, the VIP room was filled with the love aura and heavy breathing. He took her again and again, and she offered

It was like a dream. A very good dream. The best dream in the past

just like the old days when they

was Debbie who asked him to call her "Deb" in the moment, he did it anyway. And he had called out that name many times in the heat

Debbie hadn't slept this well

woke up, it was already one in the afternoon. She slowly opened her eyes. Where was

dawned on her that she was in Carlos'

spent the night here,'

scanned the room, but there

the sofa. She hurt all over. Carlos wasn't gentle to

sitting up on the sofa, she noticed two pieces of