Meanwhile, Emmett, who was on a construction site, supervising the crew, sneezed suddenly. ‘Damn!


    Who is talking about me behind my back?


    Or is someone missing me?‘ he wondered. Actually, he had been thinking, ‘Carlos, I miss you. I want to


    talk to you. Please take me back!”


    Bowing his head, he pondered over it for a while. Then he took out his phone and called Tristan.


    “Tristan, how are things with Carlos and


    Debbie? Are they getting along?”


    When Tristan got Emmett’s call, he had just returned to the office


    Emmett’s question caused him to think about the lipsticks Carlos had bought Debbie. In his opinion, a


    gift meant their rtionship was okay. So he replied, “They’re fine.”


    “OK. Thanks,” Emmett said. After ending the call with Tristan, he called Debbie.


    Debbie didn’t realize she hadn’t talked to Emmett in a long time until she got his call.


    “Hi, Emmett,” she said. She was about to go to Carlos’pany to return the Lipsticks when her phone


    rang.


    “Boo…hoo… How… how are you, Debbie?”


    Emmett cried over the phone, which made Debbie shiver. She thought something awful must have


    happened.


    “What’s the matter?” she asked.


    The next moment, Emmett asked cautiously, “Debbie, is Carlos with you?”


    “No. Why?” she wondered.


    Hearing that Carlos wasn’t around, Emmett stopped crying and his voice went back to normal.


    “Carlos, I was sent away to carry bricks on a construction site because of you. I’ve been in this dull,


    terrible ce for a month. You can’t imagine what I’ve been through. When you pour yourself a drink


    and Look out the window of yourfortable vi, do you ever think of me? Does it hurt when you do?”


    Debbie was surprised to hear that. ‘Emmett? Carrying bricks? Because of me?


    Why didn’t Carlos tell me? I asked him about Emmett, but…’


    “Sorry, I didn’t know,” she apologized.


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    “Now you know. I want my old job back. You’re Carlos’ wife. Can you help me out? If you bring me


    back, I’ll do anything for you. Anything,”


    Emmett pleaded.


    “Do anything for me? What about my husband?”


    Debbie asked.


    “Well, do anything for both of you.”