Take My Breath Away

Debbie had been in England for a few days now. The day she reported to her university, she met someone she was familiar with.

Gus, who had always been an odd egg, ran towards her with a huge smile on his face. "Debbie, long time no see," he said, a complex look in his eyes.

Debbie looked at him and walked past without a word.

'What did I do wrong?' he mused with a confused frown.

But it didn't matter. The thought that he was actually Debbie's uncle put him in a good mood again.

He caught up with her and proclaimed, "Niece, as your uncle, I have come here to keep you company. Are you moved? Come on! Call me 'Uncle'."

The truth was that he didn't want to study abroad at all, because that meant being away from his girlfriend. Curtis had tricked him into coming here.

Making Debbie call him "Uncle" was the only thing he was interested in at the moment.

Debbie stopped and looked at him coldly. "I'm sorry. Do I know you? Get away from me."

Gus was stunned by her rude tone. It was not until then that he sensed there was something wrong about her behavior towards him.

His happy face disappeared. He shouted at her back, "Debbie Nian, I was just asking you to call me 'Uncle', as you rightly should. Do you have to pull such a long face for that?"

Without so much as a pause, Debbie walked straight towards her classroom.

'Damn that Curtis!

Why does he put me on such frustrating tasks every time?' he wondered sullenly.

On the eighth day she was in England, Debbie video-called Carlos and learned that he was sick.

She asked Emmett how it happened, and he told her that ever since she had gone to England, Carlos hadn't gone back to the manor even once. He ate and slept at the company and worked more than ten hours a day. The long hours, stress, and lack of sleep eventually damaged his health.

Today was the third day he had been sick, but he had taken no medicine and insisted on working without a break.

Worried, Debbie made him go to the hospital by coaxing, ordering, and threatening him all at once.

Even so, she still didn't believe that Carlos would take his pills like he

. Taking two days off meant that he could only go to England two days later.

"But you..." Carlos checked the time in his watch and asked, "Shouldn't you be in class at this hour? Where are you?"

"Um... I... I'm in my classroom, of course," Debbie lied.

"Oh really? Tell me, which university classroom has a big tree inside it?"

Caught in the act of cutting class, Debbie looked up at the cheating tree and giggled, "I was too worried about you to stay focused in class. I had to call you."

"If you skip class again, I'll consider becoming an instructor in your university until you graduate, just to supervise you," Carlos warned as he walked into his office lounge.

Debbie stood up and dusted the dirt off her butt. "Mr. Huo, God has endowed you with the ability of being an extraordinary CEO and to make money to boost the world's economic development, not to become an instructor in some university. That would be a waste of your talent."

Carlos put his phone aside and started taking off his suit jacket. "An instructor can cultivate more capable minds for the country. In that sense, being an instructor is more meaningful than pushing forward the world's economy."

"Wait, Mr. Handsome! Why are you taking off your clothes?" Debbie had been running towards her classroom. But when she saw Carlos stripping himself, she stopped in her tracks, not being able to take her eyes off the phone screen.