True Love Waits

Chapter 387 Time Will Tell

Carlos' face darkened when Debbie refused to step inside the villa. "Don't you want to know what kind of place your daughter will be spending her next three days at?" he asked. The irritation in his voice was evident.

However, she didn't respond. As she stared at the villa, she remembered the black and white funerary couplet hanging on each side of the doorway and Carlos' black and white portrait in the living room. The vision was so... terrifying.

The memories of what had happened three years ago returned to her in waves-the music studio Carlos had built for her, their dog Hum, the sunflowers they had planted together... And then James' vicious face popped into her mind, saying, "Debbie Nian, Carlos is dead! Ha-ha! He is really dead!"

Many nights, Debbie had woken up screaming, troubled by the nightmares of James' evil face and disgusting voice.

Some nights, she used to wake up crying after dreaming of Carlos' tender smile.

Other nights, she saw Carlos' cold gravestone in her dreams and used to wake up sweating.

She was in a strange state of mind as she stood in front of the villa where they used to live together happily.

Her face went pale and her legs became weak. She staggered, almost falling to the ground. Luckily, she supported herself by clinging on to her car hastily.

Seeing her distressed state, Carlos put Piggy down and coaxed her, "Evelyn, go find Uncle Frankie. I'll join you soon."

"Okay." Piggy looked at her mom, wanting to say something. But when she saw Carlos walking towards her mom, she turned around and ran into the villa.

Carlos held Debbie's arm to steady her footing and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

Debbie's eyes were shut. After a few seconds, she opened her eyes and pain could be seen so clearly in them. She grabbed Carlos' arm tightly. "Carlos..." She held his arm tighter as if she was confirming that he was really alive. "You are not dead..."

'Carlos is alive! This is not a dream!'

Debbie cried and then laughed, which confused Carlos. In between sobs, she said, "I wanted to kill myself to give you company in death. But I had Piggy in my belly, and I couldn't..."

she had left Y City three years ago, she had been diagnosed with

Carlos back

had been pregnant with their baby. The baby in her womb was the only reason she didn't commit

to Piggy, both mother and daughter cried together-Debbie had missed Carlos

had once told Carlos, "If we ever have a baby, I'll teach it to say 'Daddy' first. Then, the baby would always say 'Daddy' when wetting the bed or getting hungry. It would be your job to get up

been burdened by the thought that their daughter

Piggy could only depend on each

was alive. He was right in front of

mind. He was in a car which was about to be

A sharp headache struck him and his

woman into his

was taken aback by his sudden tenderness. She stopped crying and looked him in the eye, trying to figure out what he

his memory...?'

his tender embrace, Carlos became

of that memory, his

Debbie was thrilled to bits and her eyes widened. "What did you remember?

Debbie slowly

said, "I'm sorry. I just completely lost it. I got to go now. Thank you for taking care of Piggy for

turned around to

by the wrist. "You've lived here before?"

distance, Debbie said, "Not just here, I've also lived in the East City Villa." She remembered her life in the East City Villa and she flashed a smile. "When we were staying in the East City Villa, you used to act more like

dance teacher and a yoga teacher for me, and you were solely responsible for my good results in English and Advanced Mathematics. You even came to our school as a lecturer just to keep watch on me!" She looked at him, her eyes full of affection. "You used to spoil me so much. You even went against your family for my sake, even though I had asked you not to do that. You had 101 famous

for me in the past. Now that you've lost your memory, it's my turn

she had felt when she

one could understand how thrilled she had been when

in his arms, she had been gripped by immense disappointment

another woman than live in a world without