“Debbie, it’s very late, and you must be sleepy. Just cwithfor now, okay?” he coaxed Debbie patiently.
She tried to open her sleepy eyes and fixed her gaze on the anxious secretary.
“Okay… No! Okay…”
“Is that a yes or a no?’ Emmett wondered, feeling defeated.
Eventually, he managed to carry Debbie out of the bar with Gregory’s help.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCarlos’ Emperor was parked at the entrance. The man sitting in the back seat instantly had a headache at the sight of the drunk woman on
Emmett’s back.
He got out of the car and retrieved his wife from Emmett. He frowned when he smelled the alcohol emitting from her.
Debbie opened her eyes and found herself in the car. She then spotted
Carlos sitting next to her, but she was too drunk to keep a cool head.
“Ah, it’s you! Asshole Carlos! Mr. Asshole… Urgh…I’m so full.
Another sip will makeburst.”
How Carlos wished he could throw her into the snow to cool her down!
But that was just a thought.
He pulled his wife into his arms and listened to her constant grumbling.
“Why are you here in front of me?” she asked.
“You don’t want to see me, do you?” he asked in reply. His voice was low as he asked that.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Hmm.
” Debbie nodded and blurted out, “Carlos has changed. He no longer treatsLike he used to. I’m not going to love him either.
I’ll marry someone else.”
“Whom do you want to marry?” Carlos tried his best to suppress his growing anger.
After a moment’s consideration, she answered, “Gregory! Or Curtis, or
Gus, or Hayden, or Emmett!”
The names she uttered shocked the two men in the car. Emmett, who was driving, was unwillingly dragged into their fight. He trembled and almost lost control of the car.
Carlos sat there quietly as his wife told him that she was going to marry someone else. His face was ashen with fury.