“Calm down,” Curtis said. He hastily moved and blocked Carlos standing in between the couple to stop


    things from escting.


    Debbie stuck her head out from behind Curtis and smiled at the angry man.


    “Oh wait, Carlos. I almost forgot. Congrattions on marrying


    Megan. Granted, if I’m your ex, then it makes sense that you did this… So now we see who you really


    are. Resorting to violence?”


    “Debbie!” Curtis stopped her. He had been signalling her with his eyes the whole time.


    Carlos, who was controlled by Curtis, slowly shut his eyes, bearing his anger. A momentter, without


    parting his eyelids, he urately pointed at Debbie and ordered between gritted teeth, “Get her out of


    here, now!”


    He didn’t know how far he’d go if she didn’t disappear from sight as soon as possible.


    “Fine. I know how to follow orders. I should get going now! Just Leave me alone!” As she was finished,


    she turned around and headed for the elevator.


    Thanks to her parting words, Carlos was now overwhelmed by an urge to tie Debbie to a bed and


    punish her good. She always knew how to push his buttons and get his blood boiling in seconds. He


    wondered why he put up with her sometimes, but he also knew that the moments where he felt deep


    affection for her made it all worth it. She was his one and only, but sometimes she pushed him to his


    limits. Finally, he broke free of Curtis’ grip, and shouted to Debbie, “You, stop there!”


    Hearing the heavy footstepsing from behind her, Debbie picked up her pace to rush toward the


    elevator.


    When she began to run, the usually mature man also started to run after her. They looked like two kids


    ying cat-and-mouse in the corridor.


    Curtis and Damon were both dumbfounded by the funny scene. Fortunately, this was the VVIP floor of


    the hospital, so there was no one else here.


    Debbie quickly slipped into the elevator and pressed the button. The door closed at the very moment


    Carlos reached it.


    Carlos quickly moved to another elevator, but it was still going up.


    This was the 18th floor. He couldn’t catch up with Debbie if he chose to descend the staircase on foot.


    Left with no choice, he called one of the bodyguards on the ground floor, asking them to head to the


    elevator and stop in Debbie’s tracks.


    However, two minutester, the bodyguard called him and reported,


    “Carlos, Debbie got away…”


    Still waiting for the elevator, Carlos asked in a cold voice, “How?”


    “Um… She ran too fast and we couldn‘t overtake her…” the bodyguard stammered, embarrassed.


    Carlos tried his hardest to hold back his anger.


    “So get in a car


    Gasping for air, the bodyguard looked in the direction where Debbie had disappeared and replied,


    “Debbie ran into the garden as soon as she saw us. Then she stopped a car on the road and jumped


    inside.”


    “Stopped a car?”


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    “Yes… Unless I miss my guess, that was Gus’ car.”