Shortly after, the dishes arrived. Debbie grabbed a pair of clean chopsticks and picked up some food


    for Carlos. But just as she was about to put some vegetables onto his te, he stopped her.


    Confused, she looked at him. He said calmly, “Let me do it.” He felt like it was a man’s job to do so.


    Debbie smiled.


    “Never mind. Let me do it. Rest assured, I’m using fresh chopsticks. Don’tin.“ She knew about


    his obsession with cleanliness. Since they hadn’t yet restored their former rtionship, she wouldn’t


    dare use her own chopsticks to pick up food for him.


    Carlos put down his chopsticks and stared at the woman.


    “Debbie.”


    “Yes?” Her hand stopped in front of a cucumber dish. ‘Is he… mad at me? Why?’ And then it dawned


    on her that the bossy man didn’t Like people disobeying his orders.


    Debbie sighed and drew back her hand. She lowered her head to hide her embarrassment.


    “Okay, fine. I’m not gonna serve you.”


    Her unexpected humble reaction made Carlos ufortable. He took her hand and made her look at


    him.


    “What now?” Debbie asked, confused. She had already stopped serving him.


    Carlos raised her chin with his other hand. He drew closer to her and said in a husky voice, “Just be


    yourself in front of me. No need to be cautious. No need to fawn over me. Understand?” He felt his


    heart ache when he saw her act so humbly in front of him. It wasn’t Like her usual self at all.


    Debbie was shocked by his words. She stammered, “I… I don’t…” She gazed into his dark eyes and


    saw the sincerity in them. She felt so nostalgic. After taking a deep breath, she smiled and found her


    voice.


    “It doesn’t matter, Carlos. You have been so much nicer to me than I am being to you now. Seriously,


    what I’m doing now is iparable to what you have done for me…”


    Besides, it was she who had failed to keep their marriage alive. She was too stupid, too weak. She felt


    guilty for not holding onto him tightly.


    Now, God had given her a second chance. Carlos was alive. As long as she could make hime


    back to her, she was willing to do anything for him. Even if she had to be humble and Lose her pride,


    she didn’t care.


    As she was lost in her thought, she felt his arm wrap around her waist and pull her closer to him. And


    just like that, his lips were on hers, devouring her again. It was not a soft kiss; he was hungry. For her.


    She couldn’t think. Her thoughts were jumbled and blown away by the heat from his lips.


    He didn’t stop until a waiter knocked at the door.


    Gasping for air, they broke apart. In a fluster, Debbie tidied her clothes and bowed her head down to


    eat the food, her heart pounding in her chest.


    Since Carlos had warned Debbie to not serve him, she extended her full focus to the delicious food on


    their table. Instead, he served her the different dishes from time to time.


    His smallest gestures brought tears to her eyes. She sniffed when she saw the bowl of soup that he


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    ‘Even though he has lost his memory, he still takes care of me so well,


    “she thought, her chest welling up with happiness.


    ‘It looks like all my efforts are paying off. Does this mean he wille back to me soon?*