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?"

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

Debbie was confused. She didn't say anything this time, nor did she move,

a hoarse voice, he whispered, "You want sex?

skirt that hugged her hips. It had a lace

as she opened her mouth to try to explain, she felt his

with his dark eyes, he asked sarcastically,

happy in the sheets, why

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

deep eyes. The cold look in them made her get goose bumps. She somehow felt frightened. She

at all," she said, struggling to breathe. "Let's go

you switch gears. Playing hard to

course. But that won't

"I'm never good."

in a sincere voice, "No, Carlos. You're a good man. A very good one.

now your strategy

he'll twist anything I say. I'd better zip my mouth!' she

my engagement, am I a

to process

figure out what

single word. In no time, the VIP room was filled with the love aura and heavy breathing. He took her

she was. It was like a dream. A very good dream. The best dream

from Carlos' body and heard him call her "Deb" over and over, just like the old days when they made love. It felt like it had

that it 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

Debbie hadn't slept this well in a while. Having to release an album in two months might have something

she woke up, it was already one in the

sleepy eyes, and that was when it dawned on

the

there was

in pain as she tried to roll over on the sofa. She hurt all over. Carlos wasn't gentle to her last night, seemingly wanting to

she noticed two pieces of