Take My Breath Away

"Debbie Nian!" Carlos called out her name with authority and it stopped Debbie from talking any further.

She lowered her head and her lips thinned into a grim line.

Megan picked up a steamed stuffed bun and said, "Aunt Debbie, please try this. This is my favorite bun stuffed with veggies. Uncle Carlos asked the chef to come here and cook them for me."

'Seriously? Are you not going to stop showing off his love for you? I'm sick of it!'

Trying her best to suppress her anger, Debbie replied coldly, "I'm good, thank you. I don't like buns. Why don't you give it to your Uncle Carlos?"

Aside from the fact that she was pissed, it was the truth; she was not fond of buns. Though she didn't really hate it, she would not buy a bun if it was her choice. Moreover, she had lost her appetite already.

Megan's hand came to a halt in midair as she pretended to be hurt by Debbie's words. "I... I'm sorry...I didn't know that you..." Her voice trailed off dramatically.

Debbie rolled her eyes secretly and stayed silent. Carlos, however, picked up the plate in front of Debbie and placed the bun on it. He then put the plate back and said in a curt voice, "Megan asked you to have it out of kindness. Eat!"

Unable to hold back her anger anymore, Debbie banged her chopsticks on the table. "Carlos Huo, you will do anything to please Megan Lan, won't you? If this is how it's going to be, then you don't need me as your wife. Why don't you just marry—"

"Shut up!" Carlos thundered, his face dark and gloomy. Silence befell the dining hall.

Then he stood from his seat and demanded coldly, "Follow me!"

"NO!" Debbie cast a burning glance at the girl whose eyes were red now, and brazenly walked towards the gates of the villa.

"Stop!" came the man's cold voice from behind her.

Debbie felt deeply wronged. She had worked so hard to make money to buy Carlos a gift, but now, she felt like he didn't deserve it. She turned around, looked him in the eye and said calmly, "After we've spent so much time together, I've realized that we do not belong with each other. Carlos Huo, we're done."

He was a proud man with a strong personality, and she was short-tempered as well. He was always nice and gentle to Megan, never letting her down in any circumstances. However, he had lost his temper a couple of times with Debbie. He had threatened her with her weaknesses and even le

os well. He won't let you down."

When Debbie remained silent, he added, "Do you really think we are stupid enough to believe that Megan is a little girl who harbors no ill-will? We know that she is not as innocent as she appears, but we choose to ignore it. After all, Carlos and Wesley have a responsibility to keep her happy for the rest of her life. Of course, your happiness cannot be destroyed to keep her satisfied either. If you feel wronged, just feel free to say it out loud. And most importantly, whatever you do, Carlos and I will be there to support you."

Debbie's eyes widened. She didn't expect to hear such strong words from Curtis. She was beyond touched.

She nodded, "I finally know how you were able to become the principal of the university at such a young age. Mr. Lu, you really are a smooth-talker. I'm fully convinced."

Curtis rolled his eyes at her. "Don't make fun of me. I know that you are not a girl who is easily convinced."

With an embarrassed smile, Debbie pried, "Mr. Lu, I'm really curious as to why you are always so nice to me. What's the reason for it?" She felt that Curtis treated her as his own family.

Instead of answering her question, he said in a soft voice, "Go back home and make peace with Carlos. He has done so much for you. And because of him, you are much more girlish now than when you were with Hayden Gu. Your only problem is that you are bad-tempered. You would be perfect once you learn to control your anger."

Debbie frowned at him. 'He avoided my question and even mentioned Hayden Gu. How did he know him?' she thought.