While Debbie was pondering hard on this, the man that people were talking about came up before her


    and asked, “Are you done?”


    “Carlos… did you really hold a press conference?” she asked. She remembered that she had once


    made a joke with him that they should find a feng shui master to choose an auspicious day to getid.


    And he had replied that he would hold a press conference and tell everyone that he was going to sleep


    with his wife.


    “What?” Carlos asked, confused.


    He walked to Debbie and saw the news on her phone. Without any change in his expression, he locked


    the phone screen and said, “I’m not that bored. Colleen tipped the reporters off.”


    “Huh? Colleen?’


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    And then Debbie remembered it. She had asked Colleen to help her find out which hotel was Carlos’


    favorite.


    “Will this have a negative impact on you?” she asked in worry.


    Carlos held her close to his body and said, “I slept with my wife.


    What’s wrong with that?” ording to him, there was nothing unnatural happening. They were married


    and they just happened to have spent a night together in a hotel. He didn’t have any reason to demand


    the news be deleted as he had done before.


    During their lunch, Debbie kept checking her phone screen, hoping to learn how things were going


    outside. No sooner had she clicked on the news than Carlos said, “Eat.” Debbie put the phone down


    withoutining.


    After the meal, Debbie secretly replied to her friends’ messages while


    Carlos was talking on the phone.


    “Don’t worry. I was the one with Carlosst night.”


    Her friends were shocked. One after another they posted the Blood


    Vomiting emoji.


    Debbie clicked on the news on Weibo, which imed that Megan was stood up at the party because


    Carlos was on a date with a mystery woman at a hotel. The news also said that the two hadn’t left the


    room all night and that Carlos’ phone wasn’t switched on until noon the next day.


    Carlos had some clothes brought to the room. After getting changed,


    Debbie walked over to him and asked, “What do we do now?”


    Calm as usual, Carlos simply straightened his clothes and pulled her into his arms.


    “Are you still sore?” he asked. She was walking funny, he noticed.


    Debbie flushed. After hearing his question, she realized that the soreness had indeed not gone yet.


    She nodded. The next second, Carlos picked her up in his arms and asked, “Do you need to see a


    doctor?”


    Debbie stammered with embarrassment, “N-No.”


    It was just a process that every woman had to go through. She knew that she would be fine after


    getting some rest.


    “I’ll drive you home before I go to thepany.”