Chapter: 43


    Nevertheless, since Carlos and she were still married, strictly speaking, the old man was also her


    grandfather byw. Perhaps, it was a good thing that she hade to see him after all. Otherwise, she


    would never have guessed about his current situation. Turning to the driver, she asked, “Who’s taking


    care of Carlos’ grandfather?’


    “Professionals, I hear. He’s provided with around-the-clock care,” the driver exined, squinting as


    though he were trying to recall.


    “Carlos and his parents oftene to check on him as well.”


    After asking a few more questions, Debbie left the hospital. While waiting outside for the car, she


    stretched out her right hand to catch some snowkes until her hand went numb with the cold.


    Thanks to Emmett making arrangements while she was at the hospital,


    Debbie could stay at a ce which Carlos owned in New York. At least, just until she returned back


    home. It was not until she walked into the room that she learned the vi was where Carlos Lived


    whenever he came to New York. A few personal items could be found neatly propped in their


    respective ces, some suits in the closet being one of the things which she noticed.


    Although Emmett was thoughtful in his actions, it was a pity that


    Carlos and Debbie were not meant to be together.


    Having flown for more than ten hours, after which she had headed directly to the hospital, it was no


    wonder that she felt the exhaustion oveing her. By the time she sat on the bed, she did not want to


    move a single muscle anymore.


    However, when it dawned on her that this was not her own bedroom, but


    Carlos’, and that she would be sleeping in his bed, she mustered what was left of her energy and


    dragged herself into the bathroom. As soon as she finished taking a shower and changing into clean


    clothes, she plopped onto the bed and fell asleep the moment her head touched the pillow.


    On the other side of the world, Carlos was still at work in the Hilton


    Group.


    He was putting aside some finished files, when he saw the text message from Debbie.


    “You didn’t ask,” he replied.


    When he had received her message about letting Gail off easily the day before, he had been at a loss


    for words. Despite the Lady being the one who was asking for a divorce, her message felt as though he


    was the one who wanted to get out of their marriage. More importantly, where had she gotten the nerve


    to propose terms and conditions?


    After sending the message, Carlos turned to Emmett and asked in a t tone, “How’s everything with


    her in New York?”


    “Her? New York?’ For a moment, Emmett was confused as his thoughts were preupied with his


    work responsibilities. ‘Oh, right, ‘ he thought suddenly. It finally urred to him whom Carlos was


    asking about.


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    “After her visit to the hospital, Mrs. Hilton went to the vi on


    Mountain Avenue. Right now, she is likely resting in the vi.”


    Without Lifting his eyes from the files before him, Carlos asked again,


    “When is sheing back?”


    “I didn’t ask. She hasn’t booked a return ticket yet,” Emmett answered.


    The man intertwined his fingers on the desk, and looked at him once more.


    “Postpone everything tomorrow on my schedule,” Carlos said.