“Yes, I’m so lonely every night. In fact, I’m even ready to charge it to the game, if bades to worse.


    For the better part, we’ve lived true to our nominal couple status. Never has been about sex, nor have


    we ever been so deeply involved emotionally. Somehow, I suspect, I’d have divorced him long ago,


    were it not for his wealth!


    That’s how dismal the reality looks between Carlos and I, as we speak!”


    That was quite a show Debbie was putting on. Even Megan, the gang leader of all hypocritical bitches,


    wouldn’t have had a thing on


    Debbie’s act tonight.


    Blown away by how her scheme panned out, Debbie didn’t even notice a waiter serving her a ss of


    water.


    The waiter panicked when he overheard the sleazy details about Mr. and


    Mrs. Hilton. Ashamed of looking like a snitch, he quietly, carefully ced the ss on the table, and


    fled away, back to his station downstairs.


    “Oh, sorry. I bet, being you would suck the life out of me,” the pregnant woman sitting opposite Debbie


    said sympathetically. Stretching her right hand to stroke Debbie’s, which was resting on the table


    between them, sheforted, “Mrs. Hilton you’re still young. You have a long life ahead of you.


    Personally, I suggest you should divorce


    Carlos if possible!”


    ‘Thisdy really thinks I want a divorce?” Debbie grinned and shot to her feet. She had achieved her


    goal. There was no need for her to pretend anymore.


    The pregnant woman was surprised by Debbie’s impulsiveness, but Debbie did even worse.The


    woman had ordered a ss of fruit juice, but she had barely touched it as she spoke to Debbie. In one


    fell swoop, Debbie grabbed the ss of juice and doused the woman’s face. The woman could only


    stare in disbelief. But Debbie coldly taunted, “So you think you’re a better match to Carlos than me?


    Have you ever looked at yourself in the mirror and wished you could lose some of that ugly b?”


    Now aware that she had been fooled, the pregnant woman yelled, “Oh, such miserable, bitter loser.


    You came here to pick a fight with me over Carlos, and you had to beat around the bush, thinking you’d


    fool me?”


    Debbie raised an eyebrow.


    “Go on. Bitch around all you want. But you better Learn not to meddle in other people’s affairs. In fact,


    I’m not lonely. Not at all! I may need to get him some more women to satisfy his needs. But since I love


    him so much, I won’t do that! Even if he wants to sleep around with other women, it won’t be a fat and


    ugly woman like you. You should be ashamed of yourself. Carlos is my husband, just in case you’re


    forgetting. No matter how many flings he may want, when hees home, I’m firmly in charge of


    things. If you ever had illusions of running the show, I’m afraid, you may have to wait for an eternity.”


    Viciously, Debbie railed the pregnant woman with a barrage of words in a single breath. Unable to take


    the humiliation anymore, the woman stood up in a fit of anger and raised her hand to p Debbie


    across the face. However, Debbie was too swift for her and easily dodged the p. In retaliation, she


    grabbed hold of the woman’s wrist with her left hand and hit her in the face with the right hand.


    She struck her so hard that the silent second floor of the cafe echoed with the thwack.


    “You want to hit me? Jeez! You have the nerve to hit me, something that even Carlos has never dared?


    Take this as a warning.


    Never, ever dare! Because next time you try that on me, you’ll live to regret it. I swear! Now, go back


    home and behave yourself!”


    The woman’s face was already red and swollen from the force of Debbie’s p. Earlier today when she


    left the ward, she had given Carlos a cold shoulder because of this woman’s phone call. Now that she


    had taught the woman a lesson, she might have to make peace with him Later on.


    That thought incensed her. Thank God she had hit the woman hard enough.


    “You are a bitch!” the woman cussed.


    Debbie then popped her head up and stretched herself, dropping into a fighting stance. As she


    approached the woman, she asked with an evil smile, “Did you just call me a bitch? Well, you better


    watch your mouth. Otherwise, you’re messing with the wrong person.”


    “What…do you want to do? Don’t act rashly. I’m a pregnant woman!”


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    The woman was scared stiff by Debbie’s threatening advance. Covering her belly, she quickly


    staggered backwards.


    “Tell me. Who’s the true father of your baby?” Debbie interrogated.