Take My Breath Away

Debbie and Jared started exchanging heavy punches. Kasie, Kristina, Dixon, and Sasha watched helplessly as Debbie pressed Jared against the floor and beat him mercilessly.

Jared cursed, "Tomboy, I'm breaking off all ties with you. We're not friends anymore."

"Oh really? That's exactly what I was thinking. I better beat you to a pulp today so that I don't have to see your dumb face again," Debbie snapped back. She hit him blow after blow. Jared could only cover his face and try to dodge her punches.

Wiping off her tears, Sasha grabbed Debbie's wrist and pleaded, "Deb, don't hit him. His face is already black and blue."

Debbie grabbed Jared's collar with her other hand and said through gritted teeth, "I am not done yet. No one is allowed to bully my cousin. Jared, you are no exception."

Jared's face was killing him. He shouted at Dixon, "Bro, why are you standing still there? Pull this woman off me!"

He and Debbie used to fight against others all the time, and he thought she was pretty cool. But today, he was the one at the receiving end of her anger, and it hurt like hell.

Dixon said casually, "You asked me to let go of you, and I did."

Words failed Jared.

Debbie still refused to let him go. At that moment, her phone rang. Kasie picked it up from the table and saw the caller ID. She heaved a sigh of relief. "Tomboy, it's your husband. Answer it," she said anxiously.

Debbie yelled, "No! Because of him, Dixon and I have to go abroad, and Jared and I are fighting against each other." Saying that, she gave Jared another punch in his face.

Jared cried bitterly, "Tomboy, if it's your husband's fault, then why are you still hitting me?"

Sighing in defeat, Kasie answered Debbie's phone. In a low voice, she said into the phone, "Mr. Huo, we're in Room 2203. Debbie and Jared got into a fight, and we are unable to stop them. Please come quickly."

The phone was disconnected immediately, and within two minutes, the door to the private booth was pushed open from the outside. Carlos' tall figure came

paused, and then pulled out his phone. He asked, "Anything else?"

"Hotpot..." They had seldom eaten hotpot together. Carlos was not a fan, but Debbie loved it. She was not even full, yet the dinner was ruined by her fight with Jared.

"Durian pizza, hotpot and...?" He looked Debbie in the eye.

Stumped, she propped her hand against her chin and murmured, "There would be no pizza in hotpot restaurants. And pizza shops don't serve hotpot. I like hotpot more, so I'll go with that." Carlos hated food with durian, and that was why she chose hotpot. It didn't matter what to eat. She just wanted Carlos' company.

"Hmm..." Carlos dialed a number. "Prepare a hotpot and some durian pizza. And make some snacks and desserts too. I'm on the way."

'Really? A restaurant which has both hotpot and pizza?' Debbie wondered.

When they arrived at their destination, Debbie saw that the restaurant was called "Home Cuisine." Staring at the old-fashioned plaque and dimly lit courtyard before the restaurant, Debbie asked curiously, "This restaurant serves both hotpot and pizza?"

Carlos grabbed her hand and led her in. "Yeah. The owner is my friend."

As soon as they entered the yard, someone came over to greet them.

Debbie turned around to leave when she saw Curtis walking towards them. But Carlos stopped her. "Don't avoid him. He did nothing wrong."