NovelEnglishHe dragged her into the manor and then upstairs. He didn’t stop to make sure she was alright. Even though she stumbled, he simply lifted her up and continued his climb.
He had been so tender to her before. But right now, the fierce man holding her wrist so tightly seemed a different person entirely. Debbie wanted to cry, but didn’t have tas he wasn’t done yet.
“How did it cto this?’ she thought sadly.
The door of the bedroom was thrown open violently, banging the wall on the opposite side. Debbie was tossed onto the bed. Luckily, the bed was soft.
She sat up. Before she could say anything, Carlos demanded, “Another guy? You already have someone in mind, don’t you? Who is he?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtDebbie was shocked. She raised her head to look at the man standing over her.
“Just because you have a mouth doesn’t mean you can say whatever you want. Listen, I did some thinking when I was in the cab.
Aren’t you going to sendabroad to study after my junior year? I don’t want to wait till then. I wanna go now.” A new environment was what she needed right now. New faces, new places. She needed to stay away from Carlos, away from Megan. If she had to wait a few more months, it would drive her crazy.
Hearing what she said, Carlos stepped forward and stood right in front of her. Awkwardly, if she looked straight on, her eyes fell right on his crotch. That was uncomfortable, to say the least.
Debbie turned her head away immediately.
However, as if he hadn’t even noticed her embarrassment, Carlos turned her head back to make her look at him.
Debbie’s eyes wandered to avoid looking straight ahead.
He suddenly spoke.
“Okay.”
The anger Debbie had felt a moment before turned swiftly to sadness.
This was crazy! Though it was her idea, she hadn’t expected him to agree to it so quickly
It sounded like he wouldn’t feel sad that they weren’t together. If that was the case, then what was she doing hanging around here?
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Oh, okay then. So, that’s it. It’s…it’s all settled. I’LL go pack,”
Debbie said, still in a daze. She couldn’t believe this was happening.
It was all too fast—all too real. She pushed Carlos away and stood up.
Carlos grabbed her wrist and demanded, “Can’t wait to leave me, huh?”
‘Leave him? Why does he think I want to leave him?’ Debbie turned to look Carlos right in the eyes. She wanted him to know that she Loved him, and he needed to hear this.
“Carlos, I love you. I don’t want a divorce. But we’ve been fighting a lot lately. I’m tired. Sick and tired. I think we need sspace.”
She loved him. Divorce was never really an option for her, no matter how bad the fight was. And she knew she belonged at his side. It was the only place she belonged in.
His grip on her wrist tightened. It hurt, but she didn’t say anything.
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