True Love Waits

Chapter 399

Chapter 399 How About Pork Chop


"No, don't bother." Carlos threw the used tissue into the trash can and asked flatly, "Anything else?"

"No..." Debbie shook her head.

He stood up and straightened his tie before striding out of the booth.

As soon as he left, Debbie listlessly sat back in her seat. 'That man is really ruthless when he doesn't love you anymore.'

Nonetheless, Debbie still persistently cooked for him every day. But like she said, she asked Frankie to hand it over to Carlos instead of waiting for him at the cafe.

This went on for a couple of days on end.

On the sixteenth day, Debbie went to a nearby shopping mall and bought him a gift. She bought two mugs. After returning home, she kept one of them in her apartment and packed the other one in the gift bag. Along with the lunch box, she headed to the company.

It was raining when she arrived at ZL Group.

She stood outside, waiting for Frankie to come down as usual. However, Frankie seemed to be busy that day, so after waiting for a few minutes, Debbie had no choice but to deliver it to Carlos' office by herself She was afraid that the food would become cold. After putting on her mask and sunglasses, she walked into the building with an umbrella in one hand and the gift bag and lunch in the other.

She called Frankie. With his assistance, she arrived smoothly on the floor where the CEO's office was located.

It had been three years since Debbie had come to this floor. When she walked past the work area, she saw all those unfamiliar faces. That was the place where Emmett, Tristan and the other assistants used to work at.

Same place, different people.

Hearing the sound of Debbie's high heels, an assistant came to greet him with a polite smile, "Hi, are you Miss Nian?"

"Yes, I'm here for Mr. Huo."

"Please follow me." The assistant ushered Debbie to the CEO's office and knocked on the door.

After getting the go signal from inside, the assistant pushed open the door and reported, "Mr. Huo, Miss Nian is here."

As soon as Debbie set foot into his office, she saw Stephanie.

in his chair while Stephanie was standing right next to him, holding a

wanted to spin around and run away from

to muster before walking in. She was afraid that

quick glance at Debbie, who was standing

"Please welcome Miss Nian in." She sounded like the hostess of the

gift bag. Upon seeing the lunch box in Debbie's hand, Stephanie turned to Carlos and asked, "Oh, so were the lunches we ate together for the past few days cooked by Miss

question. 'Together? Has she been eating the lunch

frowned slightly. He simply told Debbie, "Put it down there, please." He didn't respond to Stephanie's

lunch box tightly and asked, "Did she eat the lunches

share lunch with my fiance? You came at the right time. Carlos

near the sofa and sat down, waiting for Debbie to bring her

to Carlos and confronted him, "Are you happy? Is this

eyes. "I told you, you don't need

"Is that your excuse

lips tightly together

of food you cooked. And honestly, I'm

her and sneered, "How about

think some sweet and sour spare ribs would be better,"

I purposefully left my hands unwashed after using the toilet. I touched all of those ingredients with my dirty hands.

horror; she rushed straight

advantage of their privacy, Debbie passed the gift bag to Carlos. "Mr. Huo, you do know how to hurt a woman. I won't bring lunch for you anymore. I bought something for you. It's not anything expensive. So, you could just toss it out if

the lunch

opened the gift bag. There was an exquisite gift box inside it and inside the box was a ceramic

cartoony picture was printed on the mug. The picture was an animated photo

gently stroked the photo with

of the bathroom, she saw Carlos' gloomy face. To appease him, she apologized in

"Stephanie, don't mess with my

his hand and said, "We're engaged now, and she'll get married very

have to personally come here to handle

mind. "But this project is

"Let Frankie handle it."

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