Take My Breath Away

Carlos gazed at the big pair of eyes that had widened out of curiosity in his phone screen. "What are you thinking? My suit jacket just got dirty." A female client's perfume was so strong that the entire meeting room had been filled with its scent. Even after she had left, Carlos could still smell the scent on his jacket.

Debbie was disappointed. "I thought you were gonna strip for me."

Carlos picked up a brand-new suit jacket from the closet and put it on. "Wanna watch me strip?"

Debbie nodded excitedly, "Yes, yes!" The thought of his athletic body made her drool.

"Go to class now. You can feast your eyes tonight." Carlos winked.

Debbie nodded at his magnetic voice. "All right. It's a date. Don't back down later." She started shooting towards the classroom like a bullet.

Carlos was amused. "I won't. Bye."

"Bye!"

When Carlos walked out of the lounge, Megan was still doing her homework at his desk.

He looked at her and said flatly, "I'm going back to the meeting room. The meeting won't be over anytime soon. Ask Ashley to call a driver for you and tell him to take you home when your homework is done."

"Gotcha. Go back to your work. Don't worry about me, Uncle Carlos."

"Okay."

Debbie's days in England were pretty boring. Studying took up most of her time. It surprised her that a once hopeless student like her could be studying so hard now.

Without Carlos, her life was sort of like a photocopier. Every day was just a xerox of the other. It was always just class, yoga, and music.

Luckily, she had the weekends off to have some fun. Or she would have gone mad already.

It had been a month and a half since she had come to England. She had been away from Carlos for forty-five days. During these days, she reflected on what had happened in Y City in the past. She came to a few solid conclusions.

She had been too hot-tempered. Carlos had been nothing but good to her. No matter how busy he was, he always made time to keep her company. He provided the best for her. Why couldn't

VVIP inpatient department was always quiet. So, the whisper of the two nurses in the hallway could be heard pretty clearly. "I thought she wasn't Mr. Huo's wife."

"No, she is only his niece."

"Then, what's with the hugging? She's not a child. She should have some boundaries."

Debbie heard every word. 'Even strangers know that Megan should keep her distance from Carlos. But she acts like a little girl around him.

' Too focused on their gossip, the two nurses only nodded to Debbie as she walked past.

Debbie heard the sobs from inside the ward even with the door shut.

With one hand on the doorknob, she took another deep breath and pushed it open.

Megan was crying in Carlos' arms. His face was pale. His shoulder was bandaged. One of his hands lightly patted the weeping girl in his arms.

At his bedside were Damon and Zelda.

Zelda, who was the only one facing the door, saw her first.

"Mrs. Huo," she greeted Debbie in a surprised voice.

All eyes fell on her at once. Even Megan raised her head to look at Debbie with her red, swollen eyes.

The look of delight was so obvious in Carlos' eyes when he saw Debbie. But then he asked with a frown, "Who told you? Why didn't you tell me that you were coming back?"

He had specifically asked Emmett, who was close to Debbie, to not break a word to her. How did she know?