Take My Breath Away

Debbie waited, but Carlos didn't reply to her message even after her next class had begun.

Meanwhile, an Emperor sped in the direction of ZL Group along the road. The man in the backseat read the message he had received repeatedly, and his heart began to sing with joy.

Tristan, who was in the passenger seat, opened Carlos' schedule and started his report. "Mr. Huo, you are going to Singapore tomorrow for a couple of days. An accident has occurred in one of the factories there, and the problem still hasn't been resolved yet."

In the evening, Debbie lay in bed and paid full attention to every single noise that came in from outside the window. However, it was past midnight already and she still didn't hear the sound of Carlos' car.

'Is he angry at me? Did he really decide not to come home?

Did I cross the line? After all, this is his house and I kicked him out of it.'

With such thoughts running in her mind, Debbie felt troubled and restless.

Then she sent him another message to see how he would react. "Mr. Huo," she simply typed on her phone.

To her surprise, Carlos responded almost immediately, with a single-word reply, "Yes?"

Unfortunately, she didn't know what to say next as she stared blankly at her phone screen. Debby hesitated for a long moment. "Where are you?" she finally asked.

"Office." Carlos had just arrived at the branch company in Singapore and was set to work.

However, Debbie didn't know that he had gone abroad. She thought that he was still in Y City and had decided not to come back because of her message. "Well, about today, in the classroom, I... It was not my fault. You ignored me in front of everyone. Perhaps you should come back. It's okay. I can just avoid you in the villa,"

she gibbered nervously. She felt like she owed him an apology, but she was too embarrassed to go through with it.

Carlos guessed how conflicted she was at that moment as he read her message. 'She is so cute, ' he thought to himself.

Since he couldn't go back right now, Carlos replied, "Go to sleep."

Having noticed how short his replies were, Debbie assumed that he was angry with her. 'After I made the effort of contacting him, still, he doesn't want to come back. How can he be so petty?" She covered her head with the blanket in frustration.

'Fine. Suit yourself. I have apologized anyway." Soon after, she drifted into deep sleep.

But the next two

a kick. "Hey, careful with your cute back and forth in front of me, man. I'm all alone here. Otherwise, I'll have to steal your girlfriend one day."

Dixon kicked him back and yelled, "I've been single for more than 20 years. If you dare steal my girlfriend, I'll hunt you down and end you."

Jared felt goosebumps all over his body.

The two boys' conversation had Kristina giggling away. Debbie was too drunk to steady herself. After the song, she got up to sit on the sofa when she accidentally fell into Jared's arms.

Debbie accused Jared of tripping her and the latter complained that she was putting on weight. While they were exchanging pinches and kicks, the door of the villa was opened from outside.

In the eyes of the man at the door, it looked like they were flirting with each other.

When they saw the man's face, Debbie's friends exclaimed, "Ah! Mr. Huo!" They all sprang off the sofa in fright. Only Debbie remained where she was. She brushed her hair and stared at the door, still in a trance. "No, it can't be him," she murmured. She had inquired Philip about Carlos' itinerary. He wasn't supposed to be back until two more days.

'I must be very drunk, ' Debbie thought.

The man was dressed in a black suit and vest, with his jacket hanging from one arm. His eyes swept around the room, and caught sight of the mess in the living room.

Tristan, who was standing behind Carlos, looked at the woman who was staggering to her feet. His eyes widened in astonishment. 'Mr. Huo has rushed back from Singapore and this is what he sees? Mrs. Huo is going to be in a lot of trouble.'