“Tomboy, your husband’s here. Let go of me!” he said through gritted teeth.


    “What? My husband?” murmured Debbie, trying to y innocent. Her eyes swept around the car and


    met Carlos’ cold gaze. She shivered in fear and released her arms.


    Finally able to breathe again, Jared straightened up, closed the car door, and ran away. He didn’t even


    dare to take one Last Look behind him.


    Through the car window, Debbie watched as Jared ran away from the


    Emperor car as fast as he could. Fear and disappointment flooded her.


    “He’s such an ungrateful ass! How could he leave me alone to face a tyrant?’ she cried in her mind.


    “Er… Bye, Jared. Bye, Kasie. Wow, I’m so sleepy. I need to take a rest,” Debbie murmured as if she


    was talking to herself.


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    Then, she leaned against the seat and closed her eyes.


    She dozed off quickly. When cold wind blew in through the car door and woke her up, she opened her


    eyes in confusion.


    Then, she found herself in familiar arms.


    It took her a second to remember everything that had happened. But in order to avoid being punished


    by Carlos, she decided to y dumb.


    “Carlos, it’s you… Who am I? Where am 17”


    Carlos remained silent.


    Her heart sank; her tricks didn’t seem to be working. In a fit of desperation, she started to sing.


    “Twinkle twinkle Little star, how I wonder what you are. Up above the world so high. But before she


    could finish singing the song, she had an urge to vomit. She ran toward a tree and started vomiting.


    She felt much better after she was done. A bottle of water was handed to her. Without raising her head


    to see who it was from, she rinsed her mouth with the water.


    Now that her head was clearer, she could feel the cold gust of wind blowing past. She shook her head


    to clear her vision and found a man staring at her with piercing eyes. She was so frightened that she


    threw the bottle away. Her legs were shaking. She reached out a hand to steady herself against the


    tree and stammered, “Carlos…” ‘No! Maybe I can calm him down by seducing him.’ She put on a sweet


    smile and said,


    “Honey, here you are. I missed you so much.”


    “Are you sober now?” His voice was still cold. Obviously, her n didn’t work. Anger was written all


    over his face.


    ‘What can I do? God, help me!’ But Debbie maintained the smile on her face and said, “Yes, I am.


    Honey, it’ste and freezing outside. Let’s go home and go to bed.”


    Debbie raised her left leg to walk, but her right leg went soft. She was about to fall to the ground when


    Carlos steadied her and pulled her into his arms.


    “You are as drunk as a lord. How are you nning to get to the vi?”


    Carlos taunted.


    Debbie covered her face with both hands in shame.


    “Honey, let’s get going.” She tried to act in a pettishly charming manner, but she felt like she was going


    to throw up again.