“Debbie…” ir called out in a hushed voice, winking at her.


    Debbie stuck her head out and asked, “What’s wrong with your eye?”


    ir was speechless.


    Debbie was taken aback when she heard a cold and familiar voiceing from behind her.


    “Happy Birthday, mother of Evelyn.”


    Flustered, Debbie quickly took back her hug and pushed away from Jared.


    Tears still welling in her eyes, she slowly turned her head towards the voice. Carlos held Evelyn in his


    arms, and Kasie stood near the door, a gift in her hands. How long had he been standing behind her?


    She couldn’t say. But one thing was for sure-he wore a dark expression.


    She felt like a kid again, caught stealing candy. But pretending innocence, she wiped her tears and


    kicked Jared in his shin.


    “Bad boy.


    Where’s my gift? See? Tears? Why did you do that? Sasha will be jealous.”


    Sasha shook her head, exining, “No, I’m not…” ‘Jealous? I know you guys are just friends. I was


    actually moved to tears, too!’ Sasha thought.


    Debbie shed an embarrassed smile, and cut in quickly, “Don’t lie, girl! I know you’re jealous. Ah well,


    moving on.” She turned to her daughter.


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    Carlos put Piggy down, and the little girl ran to Debbie, saying excitedly, “Missed you too.” She hugged


    Debbie’s legs as hard as she could and, Debbie bent down to hug her too. Then, she looked up at Ivan


    and greeted, “Daddy! Missed you.”


    Ivan stretched out his arms to Piggy and said tenderly, “Hi Little one,e here and get a hug.” Ever


    since Debbie and Ivan got married, Piggy started calling Ivan “Daddy,” just as if he were her real dad.


    Ivan scooped the little girl up in his arms and yed with her. They both Laughed happily.


    Carlos sulked silently as he watched them, his expression sullen. But no one knew why. They figured


    he was still jealous of Debbie hugging


    Jared.


    Frankie was standing behind Carlos with arge gift box in his hands.


    The angry man walked up to the birthday girl and called out, “Hi, mother of Evelyn.”


    Debbie furrowed her brows in confusion on hearing how he addressed her.


    “Mother of Evelyn? Why does he address me this way all of a sudden?’ she wondered. It sounded so


    strange.


    Nevertheless, she didn’t think much and forced out a smile.


    “Hi, Mr.


    Handsome.”