Chapter 1006

“I wasn’t talking about picking you up from the club,” he cut her bluntly.

Stephanie was silent for a moment. She understood what he was talking about. He was condemning

her for taking advantage of her drunken state to kiss him.

Carlos wasn’t planning on explaining anything about the love bites to

Stephanie. He didn’t have sex with Debbie last night. He had somehow managed to constrain himself

in the end, but they had hugged and slept the night together. But it didn’t make a difference to Carlos

whether he had sex with her or not. Since he had been so intimate with another woman, he felt it

wasn’t proper to continue his relationship with

Stephanie anymore. He declared, “I need to tell you something. We should—” ‘Break up!’

Knowing the words that were about to spill out of his mouth, Stephanie cut in immediately, “It was just

for fun, right? You like to play around with other women occasionally. Correct? Carlos, I understand.

You don’t have to explain yourself to me. We haven’t gotten married yet, so I don’t mind.”

Carlos frowned. He was a Little annoyed that she thought he was that kind of a man.

“No, it wasn’t-” ‘Just for fun.‘

“Carlos, you haven’t had your breakfast yet. I’ll go check if it’s ready.” She hurriedly left his bedroom,

without giving him a chance to continue the topic.

After closing the bedroom door behind her, Stephanie supported herself against the wall in the corridor,

gasping for air. She clenched her fists in anger. ‘Who on earth is that woman? Who the hell left those

love bites on him?’ she thought furiously.

By the time Carlos got dressed and came to the dining room, the housemaid had already prepared the

breakfast and laid it out on the table. Stephanie was not in the Living room, or in the dining room. As he

sat at the table, he asked the maid, “Where’s Stephanie?”

The maid replied politely, “Stephanie is still in her bedroom. She said she would have her breakfast

Later.”

Carlos nodded and silently ate his breakfast. When he was done eating,

Stephanie had still not come down for breakfast.

He gracefully wiped his mouth with a tissue and headed to her bedroom.

He knocked on the door once.

He heard a ruffling noise and then Stephanie opened the door, her face weary and gloomy. She was

still in her pajamas. Seeing Carlos at the door, she forced a smile and asked, “Carlos, what’s up?”

Unintentionally, her eyes were drawn to the love bites on his neck again. Jealousy flooded her heart.

“Go eat your breakfast. I have to go to work. I’ll have the driver take you to your company,” Carlos said.

“Okay, thank you.”

Without taking a second glance at her, he turned around, grabbed his coat and left the apartment.

After getting into his car, Carlos looked up at the window on the seventh floor of the apartment building.

A small smile appeared on the corners of his Lips.

Frankie Green, Carlos’ new assistant, got into the driver’s seat and slowly drove the car into the

morning traffic. From behind him, Carlos said, “Order a takeout Lunch from the fifth floor of Alioth

Building and deliver it to Room 701, Building No. 2 in Champs Bay Apartments.

And get a soup which is good for hangover.”