Chapter 1097

Stephanie finally got to Carlos’ bedroom at 11 p.m. She knocked, but got no answer.

She pushed the door open and was greeted by darkness. The lights weren’t on. She flipped the switch,

only to find the bedroom empty.

Carlos wasn’t here.

She caught a glimpse of the tidy bed, with its 100% Long-staple cotton sheets, 270 thread count. It

hadn’t been slept in. That was when she grew suspicious.

‘When did Carlos leave? Where is he?’

Unlocking her phone, she called him, but it went straight to voicemail.

It must be off.

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“I wonder when he’ll be back?” she thought.

Debbie didn’t know what time Carlos finally stopped and how she got to bed. The sun was high in the

sky when she finally woke up. Piggy, who was dressed neatly, was playing with her toy on the bed.

When Debbie opened her eyes, Piggy called out, “Mommy.

“Hmm… Piggy, what time is it?” Debbie reached out for her phone, but to no avail.

Piggy didn’t know how to tell time, but she knew figures. She grabbed

Debbie’s phone and read the numbers on the screen, “One zero two one.”

Hearing that, Debbie instantly sat up.

“Oh my God. You must be starving. Don’t worry. Mommy’s cooking now.” When she tried to stand, her

legs shook, and she put a hand to the nightstand to keep from falling.

“I’m full. I ate. Uncle Carlos ate too.”

“Really? Who cooked? Where’s Uncle Carlos?” And that was when Debbie realized that Carlos stayed

overnight.

“Buns, porridge and dishes. A handsome uncle.”

“A handsome uncle? Was he Frankie?’ Debbie wondered.

“Who got you dressed?” Although Piggy knew how to put on a dress, she couldn’t zip herself. This

dress fastened from the back.

Piggy simply answered, “Uncle Carlos.” Carlos even picked out this beautiful dress for Piggy himself.

Was there no end to his talents? He might not have wanted a daughter, but he sure showered her with

affection.

Debbie was rendered speechless. ‘Carlos is really a good dad.*

In the afternoon, Debbie and Piggy were at the park. Piggy was going to ask for help with one of the

playground toys when Lucinda called

Debbie.

“Hi Debbie, how’s it going with Carlos?”