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?"

scent wafting from her body slowly turned him on. He

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

suddenly tightened his grip. In a hoarse voice, he whispered, "You want sex?

now. She looked at what she 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

mouth to try to explain, she felt his lips on

with his

happy in the sheets,

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, hey...ouch! Get your hands off

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

to

now you switch gears. Playing hard to

at him. "Of course. But that won't work on a good man

"I'm never good."

told him in a sincere voice, "No,

your strategy is to

like he'll twist anything I say. I'd better zip

sleep with my ex-wife before my engagement, am I a good

Debbie tried to

what he meant,

for this." And he kissed her lips again, hungrily and passionately, giving her no chance to utter a single word. In no time, the VIP room was filled with

like a

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

he did it anyway. And he had called out that name many

hadn't slept this well in a while. Having to release an

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

and that was when it dawned on her that she was in Carlos' private room at

the night here,' she

there was no sign

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

she noticed two pieces of paper on