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Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Chapter 567
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“Yes, Uncle James.” Lewis took a huge gulp of soda and followed him.

As soon as they left the living room, a figure snuck out of the storage room, left by the back door, and walked towards the servants’ quarters.

Once she was back in her bedroom, Debbie wondered if she should tell

Carlos about the disgraceful affair she had discovered.

Should she pretend nothing happened or tell Carlos the truth?

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If she kept her mouth shut, she would feel bad about keeping something this big from him.

But if she said anything, surely the matter would turn the house upside down Like a torpedo.

She had started thinking about the question the minute she walked in.

She thought about it during her shower. She thought about it when she was brushing her teeth. After being mentally tortured by the question for more than half an hour, she felt like she was having a meltdown.

“Oh, whatever.” She finally gave up and pushed the thought aside. Lying in bed, she started reading updates on Weibo. That was much more fun.

She typed the nCarlos Hilton in the search bar, and saw all the news about him.

Most posts were focused on his marriage.

The night deepened. It was past 11 p.m., and yet Carlos was still not back.

“Carlos, honey, when are you coming home?” she couldn’t help asking him in a text.

But there was no reply. She waited around for about five minutes. Then she texted him again.

“Don’t work too late. I’m waiting for you to tuckin, honey.”

It was midnight, but Debbie still hadn’t heard from Carlos. Before long, she drifted off.

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In the dead of the night, someone opened the door to her bedroom silently.

That someone walked in stealthily and glanced around the room. The fragrance in the air filled his nose. He sniffed greedily.

In her sleep, Debbie felt that mysterious figure slip into her bed.

Assuming that it was her husband, she didn’t open her eyes and held him tightly.

“Honey, finally, you’re back,” she muttered.

Without a word, the man tried to kiss her lips, but Debbie happened to slide down a Little, so he kissed her hair instead.

She opened her eyes a Little and found the room was completely dark.

Unable to see anything, she closed her eyes again and snuggled into the man’s arms.