Take My Breath Away

A gust of cool wind blew over from the lake. Debbie grinned, staring at Carlos' tall figure. 'Carlos, my love... Remember me and come back to me soon, ' she prayed.

They walked towards a crowded night market a short distance away. Food stands were lined up on each side of the street. Looking around the various food stalls, as a foodie, Debbie felt her mouth water. "Carlos, I'm starving!" she yelled excitedly.

Carlos knitted his brows tightly as he looked at the food stands. He couldn't even muster up an appetite at that place. "Find a restaurant," he demanded.

Debbie shook her head vigorously. "Trust me, you will never be able to taste the authentic flavor of Z Country in any top class restaurants. The genuine gourmet food of this country is right here, in these streets. Don't look down on them. Come, I'll find you some delicious snacks. You're gonna love them."

Carlos was baffled. Massaging his aching temples, he refused again, "No, thank you. I'll wait for you here."

"Don't. Come on, Mr. Handsome. You used to accompany me all the time to buy these street snacks. Sometimes you even stood in queues to buy this food while I waited in the car," she said with a smile, as she remembered those times when Carlos cared so much for her.

"That was then, this is now!" he insisted. He really couldn't afford to get sick.

Debbie pursed her lips. "Please, let's go buy them together."

"No way! I—"

Debbie ignored his refusal and dragged him into the crowd before he could even finish his sentence. She jumped happily from one food stand to the next.

In no time, she had bought some fried squid, octopus balls, oyster omelets, fish balls, egg waffle... Carlos was lost for words. She blissfully savored every bite of the snacks. When both of her hands were filled with food, she made Carlos hold the skewer of fried squid and the egg waffle for her.

Debbie had seldom been to a food street like this since she had given birth to her baby. Even if she had occasionally passed by, she couldn't walk around and enjoy the food because she would be holding the baby in her arms. All she could do then was walk through the street, her mouth watering the whole time.

But right now, it was a golden chance for her to enjoy all her favorite foods. There was no way she was going to hold back on her pangs. Moreover, she didn't need to hold a good image in front of Carlos. She could just be herself and eat as much as she wanted.

Frowning, Carlos stared at all the strange food that was stuffed into his hands, his eyes filled with disdain. On top of that, he was confused when he saw how happily De

ppetite was. Although she had already eaten so much food from the night market, she was still able to eat as much as Carlos had at the restaurant. He was very impressed. A shadow of a smile had appeared on his face as he watched her gulp down her favorite foods.

After the meal, he had planned to drive her back home. But Debbie groaned, touching her full round belly. She demanded a walk with him.

As they slowly walked around the lake, Debbie talked fervently as usual, while he listened silently.

She talked a lot about their old days together. From time to time, she would confess her love for him and tell him how much she missed him.

Each time she looked at him, the deep affection in her eyes touched his heart, like a leaf falling into a silent river, gently causing ripples on its surface.

When they finally got into Carlos' Maybach, it was already past ten. Debbie gave him an address that was near her house and then leaned back in her seat to take a nap.

When they reached the address, Carlos glanced sideways at the sleeping woman without waking her up.

He turned off the engine, rolled down his window and lit a cigarette.

Unwittingly, his gaze kept going back to her face. After a few minutes, he pulled out his phone from his pocket and texted Damon. "Do I love Debbie Nian?"

Damon was surprised when he received Carlos' text.

He replied, "Are you with her now?"

Carlos ignored his text.

After waiting a while, Damon knew that Carlos wasn't going to answer. He replied honestly, "You did, once."

After getting the answer he needed, Carlos put away his phone and put out the cigarette.

He drew closer to Debbie, intending to wake her up. But his dark eyes were fixed on her beautiful sleeping face.