“Our very own Carlos must dote on her the most. Did you hear the rumor that Megan was the other


    woman between Mr. and Mrs. Hilton?”


    “Maybe Carlos is nicer to Megan than to Mrs. Hilton. Megan must have saved the world in her previous


    Life. What else could exin her never ending streak of Luck?


    At Orchid Private Club


    After supper, Wesley answered a phone call and bade his friends adieu, unable to stay with them any


    longer.


    Being a military officer sometimes denied him time for his taste for the fine things of life.


    The members of his crew settled down to whine, amid chitchat. But Damon didn’t stay long either.


    About two or three ssester, he too excused himself.


    “Hey, guys, will you excuse me? I need to go back home and keep my wifepany. See you


    tomorrow.”


    That left only Curtis, Megan and Carlos in the private booth.


    In a bad mood, Carlos was inclined to seek sce in drink. After he and Curtis finished a bottle of fine


    Chinese spirits, thetter got a call from Colleen. As he stood to leave, Curtis had a hunch that Carlos


    might want to stay at the booth a little longer, so he reminded Megan to watch on him.


    “In case he gets two extra sses after I’m gone, please don’t let him drive. I know Emmett will be on


    standby, so you can call him to drive the two of you any time,” he advised and walked out of the club as


    well.


    “Uncle Carlos, why are you not happy? Is it something that you could get over by talking? Should you


    feel the need to kindly talk to me,


    I’ll be more than willing to listen.” Megan propped her hand against her chin and looked worriedly at


    him.


    Staring at his ss, Carlos asked, “How did you know she took birth control pills? Tell me the truth.”


    ? 2024 N?v/el/Dram/a.Org.


    Although he was not staring at Megan, sternness was obvious in his voice.


    Her heart skipped a beat at the question.


    “I-I saw it… with my own eyes. Uncle Carlos, you don’t believe me, do you?” she stammered.


    At the beginning, Carlos didn’t believe Megan’s words. But after he had taken Debbie to the hospital,


    he could only ept the bitter truth that his wife had been taking birth control pills.


    After a long pause, he spoke.


    “Your aunt Debbie is short-tempered.


    Please be more tolerant towards her.”


    Megan couldn’t believe her ears. She looked Carlos in the eye, wondering whether he was already too


    drunk to reason. ‘I’m only 18, yet


    Debbie is 21. Does he expect me to be the one to tone down and amodate an older woman’s


    whims? This can’t be more sarcastic!*


    “If… this can make Aunt Debbie happy… I’ll do it. Uncle Carlos, I can do anything for you as long as


    you’re happy.” Tears welled up in her ears as she spoke.


    To change the subject, Carlos stroked her head lovingly and asked,


    “Have you decided what to major in when you go to university?”