Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Chapter 681

Prev Chapter
Background

Font family

Font size

Line hieght

Full frame
Yes No

No line breaks
Yes No
Next Chapter

When she had gotten engaged, she had thought that finally she had something to be proud of in front of him. But now, even that was gone, and he had seen her leave her fiance’s place in defeat.

‘Wesley, you idiot. Why did you have to leave so soon? I didn’t even get a good look at you, ‘ Blair thought.

When Carlos cout to the hospital entrance, once again, Debbie was nowhere to be found. He closed his eyes in frustration and thought that maybe one day his wife would set a new Guiness record in running.

He called her. To his surprise, the call was answered only on the third ring.

“Yes, Mr. Carlos? How may I help you?”

Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt

“Where are you?”

“In a cab.”

“Where to?”

“Going hto pack and get the hell out of your life.”

“Wait forat home.”

He said that much and hung up.

Carlos was always quick to act. Before they had headed for the hospital, Debbie had heard Carlos telling Wesley on the phone that he was going back to the manor, but when she and Wesley reached the hospital, Carlos was already there waiting for them.

And now, when the cab arrived at the manor, Carlos’ Emperor was already parked at the entrance. The man was leaning against the car door, smoking.

Once the cab stopped, Carlos walked over to it with the cigarette in his mouth. He opened the door for Debbie, who was still paying the fare.

As soon as Debbie left the cab, the smoke filled her nostrils. She could taste the acrid vapors, stale, with a hint of bitterness.

“Ugh…Carlos… ugh…” She coughed violently, tears threatening to cout. She hated the smell, hated the taste, and most of all hated not being able to breathe. Carlos did this deliberately. He knew she hated the habit, yet he exacerbated the problem. He couldn’t stop playing pranks on her, and she walked into them all the time.

Carlos smiled mischievously.

Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm

The cab didn’t leave immediately. The driver rolled down the window and stared at Carlos. After a while, he asked, “You look familiar. Are you

Carlos?”

Carlos nodded indifferently, at which the driver pushed the door open excitedly and rushed over to Carlos. He stammered out a request, nervous at finally meeting the man.

“I…my daughter… my daughter worships you very much. Can I get an autograph for her? Her birthday’s coming up. It would make an awespresent.”

It was a request from a loving father. Hard to refuse. Carlos wanted kids, and his heart softened around them, indeed, at the very mention.

Carlos held Debbie tight in his arms and said, “Okay.”

The driver ran back to the cab and rooted around in there for a long while, but he found nothing that Carlos could write with or on.

He turned back and looked at Carlos, eyes full of disappointment.

Report chapter Comments

Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Notify