Chapter 229 Carlos, Kettle, Black
Besides, Curtis had never heard Carlos trash Debbie in front of them, and likewise, no one was allowed to speak badly of Debbie.
"Mr. Lu, did you come to defend Carlos?" Debbie smiled helplessly. Curtis was indeed Carlos' loyal friend. She still remembered when they had a fight the other day, Curtis did the same thing and kept putting in a good word for Carlos. He would go to the mattresses for him, and wasn't likely to abandon him even in difficult circumstances. Which was exactly what a good friend was supposed to do.
Curtis shook his head. "No, I'm telling the truth."
"Can you get me out of here?" she asked expectantly. She was safe and sound without any injury this time after being saved from the river. But much to her frustration, Carlos stuck her in the hospital again. She couldn't bear another boring stay in the hospital. She was tired of inhaling disinfectant.
Curtis raised his eyebrows. "You don't want to stay here?"
"No, not another second!" More importantly, she also didn't want to see Carlos for the time being.
Moments later, Debbie blatantly stepped out of the ward, tagging along with Curtis.
Carlos and Damon were busy chatting in the corridor. They stopped talking all of a sudden when they heard the footsteps.
Curtis walked up to Carlos and said, "Hey Carlos, Colleen has something to say to Debbie. You'll get her back later."
Carlos didn't say anything, nor did he look back at Curtis. He had kept his eyes glued on Debbie the moment she walked out of the ward. Debbie, of course, had sensed his intent gaze, but she just looked away, trying to avoid eye contact with him.
Curtis looked between the silently bickering couple and laughed. He shook his head helplessly while patting Carlos on the shoulder. "She's still young, so childlike. Do you have to be so serious with her?"
Carlos finally broke the silence. In a cold voice, he snapped, "Childlike? Have you seen any of your students do something like this?" 'Beyond all her bad habits and outrageous behavior, she's gone overboard. She tried to kill Megan... in broad daylight!' Carlos thought angrily.
Curtis wasn't able to find the best words to defend Debbie.
Hearing his reply, Debbie finally shifted her gaze to Carlos. She sneered and taunted him, "Carlos, Kettle, Black. You had the guts to have your wife thrown to the sea to feed the sharks. I was lucky to survive, but then you wanted to bury me alive. Again, I was blessed by God and escaped your deadly grasp. But then you dragged me into the river to drown me. Am I your
re, composed and charming.
Outside the hospital
In the driver's seat, while driving the car, a young man took a glance at the cars behind them in the rear-view mirror. When he confirmed that there was no suspicious car following them, he finally let his guard down. Glaring at the panting woman in the passenger seat, he confronted her, "Hey, Debbie, you running from someone?"
Debbie patted her chest to steady her breath. "Yeah." 'My husband!' she exclaimed in her mind.
Gus snorted. He wouldn't believe her words. He didn't bother saying anything more about it. Instead, he said outright, "Get out of my car at the next intersection. And remember the fare."
"You're charging me for the ride? Should I call Mr. Lu now?" As she said this, she pulled out her phone from her pocket.
Gus shouted with anger, "Hey! If it weren't for me, those guys would have caught you! Is this how you thank me?"
Debbie relaxed her whole body and leaned back weakly in her seat. "Can a ride a little while longer? Long enough for a few phone calls?"
Then, she called Jared first. "Hey, Jared, drinks tonight!"
Unexpectedly, it was Jared's dad who answered the phone. "Debbie? It's Uncle Jasper."
"Oh...hello, Uncle Jasper!" Debbie said politely.
Jasper smiled and replied in a more formal and courteous voice, "Hello Debbie. I'm afraid Jared isn't free tonight. Take a rain check?"
Debbie felt that something was strange. But she couldn't put her finger on it. "Okay, doesn't matter. Uncle Jasper, I shouldn't take up more of your time. Goodbye now."
"Hmm. Don't be a stranger. Come to our house to have fun next time. I'll have Jared's mom make your favorite desserts," Jasper said.