Take My Breath Away

Debbie raised her left leg to walk, but her right leg went soft. She was about to fall to the ground when Carlos steadied her and pulled her into his arms.

"You are as drunk as a lord. How are you planning to get to the villa?" Carlos taunted.

Debbie covered her face with both hands in shame. "Honey, let's get going." She tried to act in a pettishly charming manner, but she felt like she was going to throw up again.

However, Carlos didn't buy it this time. He stared at her red lips, and became engrossed in his own thoughts.

"Honey, why not bury me in the earth? That way, many Debbies will spring up next year. I know that you don't like this short-tempered Debbie. If you're lucky, you might be able to harvest an obedient Debbie and you'll love her."

'Many Debbies? I can hardly deal with one Debbie.' Carlos' head throbbed at the thought. He rubbed his arched brow and said in a cold tone, "After this semester, I'm sending you to study abroad."

According to him, her unruly character had much to do with the environment she was living in. He thought that her friends, Jared and Kasie, were a bad influence on her.

'Study abroad? NO!' Instantly, Debbie fumed. "You're sending me abroad? Oh, I guess you want to send me as far away as you can, so that you can date women like Olga and Megan..."

Carlos' lips were reduced to a thin line, but he remained silent.

Debbie raised her voice. "Why are you not responding? Say something! You are feeling guilty because I'm right, aren't you?"

"You don't want to leave because you want to get back together with Hayden Gu. Isn't that right?" His voice was as cold as ice.

Debbie was stunned by his words. 'Hayden? What does this have to do with him?' "You're judging me by the standards of your own vile mind! I got nothing to do with him!" she snapped back.

'Me? Vile?' Too impatient to argue with her anymore, Carlos grabbed her wrist and dragged her to the villa.

Debbie staggered because of his sudden movement. She struggled hard to break free from his grip, but to no avail. "Let go of me, you bastard! Let me go! Yeah, I drank! So what? I drank from your best collections. I will drink all your limited-edition wine next time. And then,

happened?" Debbie asked, scowling.

Frustrated, Jared shook his head and explained, "That bastard, Damon, kicked me when I got home. I swear he'll pay for this. Why didn't you attend Prof. He's class this morning? Was it because your husband punished you last night?"

"He didn't punish me! I-I had something else to do in the morning. Why did Damon kick you?" Debbie changed the topic as her face turned red at the word "punish."

But Jared was too careless to notice the blush. At the mention of Damon, he said through gritted teeth, "He thought that he needed to teach me a lesson so that I wouldn't get into fights again. Damn him! He really thinks he's my brother! I don't give a damn about that. I'll get even with him next time!"

Debbie rolled her eyes and snapped, "Why do you hate him? He did it for your own good." Debbie thought of Damon as a good brother to Jared.

Jared snapped back, "Oh really? And I think Carlos Huo does everything for your own good. But you hate him as well."

"I don't hate him at all!" Debbie defended herself, frowning at him. 'I love him, ' she said to herself. Although she was still mad at Carlos, that didn't mean she didn't love him.

"I clearly remember you calling him a scum when we were drinking yesterday. You were saying that he dated Olga, Megan..." Jared had apparently heard Debbie grumble last night at the club.

Slapping her hand over his mouth, Debbie yelled, "Stop talking nonsense! You obviously misheard me!"