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Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Chapter 1155
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Debbie lifted her head slowly to stare at the man and then shook her head.

“We never had a wedding ceremony.”

Carlos hadn’t expected that answer at all.

“Why not?” he asked in confusion.

With a gentle smile, Debbie explained, “Actually, we didn’t know each other when we got married. We only got to know each other three years after our marriage.”

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He was even more confused now. ‘Didn’t we get married because we were in love?”

Before he had the chance to ask her, footsteps and voices cfrom outside the door.

Carlos and Debbie silently stared at each other, unable to Look away.

According to their customs, Kasie and Colleen stopped Ivan in front of the bedroom. After he gave them a few red packets, he entered the room.

When Ivan and his two groomsmen saw Carlos and Debbie staring at each other affectionately, they stood still at the door.

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The situation was awkward. But then, Ivan walked up to Debbie and gave her the bouquet of roses he was holding.

“Debbie, tto go to the church.”

‘No photographers, no relatives, no traditional ceremonies…’ Carlos furrowed his eyebrows.

‘Why is their wedding being held in such a harsh manner?’

Debbie didn’t seem to mind at all. She moved to the edge of the bed so that Ivan could put on her red crystal high heels for her.

He then stood up and told Carlos, “Carlos, would you do the honors and take Debbie to the wedding car?”

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Carlos nodded and walked towards the bed. He scooped Debbie up in his arms, and by instinct, she cradled his neck as she had done so many times before.

The smell of tobacco that enveloped him was the sas always.

Her familiar fragrance reached Carlos and he unconsciously held her closer to him.

They left the room and went down the stairs.

Debbie’s eyes reddened as she thought to herself miserably, ‘Why isn’t he askingnot to marry Ivan?

Does he no longer love me?’

Despite their mixed feelings, they kept their silence all the way.

Six posh cars were waiting outside the villa. The one in the front was a red Maserati-the wedding car.

Curtis opened the rear door and gave Debbie a warm smile. Carlos gently placed her in the back seat.