Chapter 1073

“If he makes you happy in the sheets, why come to me?”

Debbie finally understood what he meant. But she didn’t want to explain anything. It was useless to

explain, especially when he was drunk.

Pushing down the anger in her heart, she scoffed, “I think you went impotent after the accident. You

could have had your way with me several times, but no. Now you blame Hayden. That’s not the Carlos

I remember. Strong, capable… Hey, hey…ouch! Get your hands off me!”

He held her so tightly that Debbie swore she felt things popping.

“Are you trying to get me to do something?” he said coldly. Debbie looked into his deep eyes. The cold

look in them made her get goose bumps. She somehow felt frightened. She hadn’t seen him quite like

this. ‘Oh Carlos, what did they do to you?’

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

“Not at all,” she said, struggling to breathe.

“Let’s go home now, okay?”

“So now you switch gears. Playing hard to get, huh?”

Debbie rolled her eyes at him.

“Of course. But that won’t work on a good man like you,” she ridiculed.

“I’m never good.”

This time, Debbie didn’t joke at his words. She shook her head seriously and told him in a sincere

voice, “No, Carlos. You’re a good man. A very good one. I’m not budging on that one.”

Carlos grinned.

“So now your strategy is to fawn over me, right?”

‘What the heck? Fine! Seems Like he’ll twist anything I say. I’d better zip my mouth!’ she thought to

herself.

“If I sleep with my ex-wife before my engagement, am I a good man? What do you think?” he asked,

staring into her eyes.

“What?” Debbie tried to process his words.

But before she could figure out what he meant, that panty-melting voice came again.

“You asked for this.” And he kissed her lips again, hungrily and passionately, giving her no chance to

utter a single word. In no time, the VIP room was filled with the love aura and heavy breathing. He took

her again and again, and she offered no resistance.

Debbie wasn’t drunk this time, but she felt Like she was. It was like a dream. A very good dream. The

best dream in the past three years.

She felt the heat from Carlos‘ body and heard him call her “Deb” over and over, just like the old days

when they made love. It felt like it had been an eternity since then.

Despite the fact that it was Debbie who asked him to call her “Deb” in the moment, he did it anyway.

And he had called out that name many times in the heat of passion.

And afterwards, she closed her eyes, feeling safe in his arms, exhausted from their love session.

Debbie hadn’t slept this well in a while. Having to release an album in two months might have

something to do with it.

When she woke up, it was already one in the afternoon. She slowly opened her eyes. Where was she?

She rubbed her sleepy eyes, and that was when it dawned on her that she was in Carlos’ private room

at Orchid Private Club.