She knew how this looked, and she knew Carlos’ temper. Debbie was extremely surprised that her husband had found her here, much less was behaving quite cordially to Hayden. This man had practically proposed to her, bared his soul, and begged Debbie to ditch Carlos and cwith him. As possessive as Carlos was, he didn’t have any further reaction.
That shocked her.
“I see. Then I’ll leave you to it.” Hayden looked at Debbie and continued, “Deb says that you two love each other very much. I can tell. You should spend more twith her. Did you know she loves to travel? Doesn’t look Like she gets out much, though.”
Carlos tightened his hand around Debbie’s waist.
“Of course. We’re planning to go to the Maldives in February, heading to Deplua in March, and Askor in April. I’ll go wherever she wants.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtDebbie pulled Carlos’ arm and whispered in his ear on tiptoe, “I knew about the Maldives, but Deplua and Askor? When did you decide on those?”
He turned towards her, just a bit.
“Just now,” he answered.
Debbie was dumbstruck.
Seeing them together, Hayden smiled resignedly.
“Awesome! Take care.”
When Carlos passed by the cashier’s desk, he released Debbie’s hand and took care of the bill.
Before they walked out of the coffee house, he wrapped Debbie’s scarf around her neck and zipped up her down jacket. Everything he did seemed so natural and gentle it worried Debbie even more. What was going on in his head?
She followed Carlos to a spacious, bright, and well-equipped minivan
He sat on the couch, and then forcefully pulled Debbie into the seat next to him.
“Drive,” he told the driver.
Debbie sensed the coldness around him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and explained, “I… He… We were just catching up.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Catching up?” She felt he was about to explode with rage. When he spoke, it felt as if the carriage were a missile silo.
Since Carlos had seen Hayden holding her in his arms, Debbie understood why he was mad.
“I don’t love him anymore. So tell me, Mr. Handsome, why were you there?”
Carlos rolled down the car window and cast a sideways glance at a building across the road.
“Check that out,” he said.
Confused, Debbie tried to look where he was looking, only to see the building towering into the clouds with the giant letters “Hilton
Group.” “So, you can see the cafe from your office?” she asked.
He gave her a cold look and said, “The Hilton family has eyes everywhere in this city.” Debbie figured out how he knew.