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Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Chapter 739
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Jared was tall and thin; he had so little fat that it hurt to hit him.

‘I knew it, ‘ Carlos thought. He led Debbie to the table and gave her an empty beer bottle.

“Here, hit him with this. Your hand won’t hurt this way. Go on.”

“Seriously?!’ The rest of them looked at Carlos in stunned disbelief.

“Is Carlos really here to stop them from fighting?’

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Debbie was amused, and her anger evaporated. She put the bottle back on the table, and grabbed Carlos’ hand.

“Never mind. I’m not angry anymore. If I break his head with the bottle, I will end up in jail.”

Dixon and Sasha helped Jared to his feet. His nose was bleeding and his face was swollen. Sasha asked anxiously, “Does it hurt? Lettake you to the hospital.”

Ignoring her, Jared looked angrily at Debbie and said, “Humph! You made the right choice. If you beat me to death, then there will be no one to back you up when you fight against other people.”

Rubbing Debbie’s hand, Carlos said coldly, “I’ll back her up after your death.”

Jared’s jaw dropped. His anger rose again.

“Tomboy, listen to your husband! He’s so cold-blooded that he wantsdead

Debbie rolled her eyes and snorted, “You deserve it!”

“I deserve it?” Jared pointed to his bleeding nose in disbelief.

Debbie shrugged.

Jared stroked his aching cheek and immediately got an idea to get back at Debbie.

“Carlos, Tomboy said that she could knock you down with a single punch. Is that true?”

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Debbie didn’t want to stay at the booth any longer because Jared was snitching on her to Carlos.

“Jared, shut your mouth. I’m leaving. You pay.”

Then she grabbed her bag and pulled Carlos to the door before he could ask anything.

“Your husband is the richest man in the city, yet you want a poor kid liketo pay the bill. This is unbelievable!” Jared stared at their retreating figures, mouth agape.

Debbie turned her head and made a face.

“You heard me. Tonight’s on you. Sasha, let’s go. We’ll drive you back home.”

Sasha, however, shook her head and murmured, “Deb, you go back with

Carlos. I’ll stay…”