Chapter 119

Chapter: 120

For two minutes, Debbie couldn’t find her voice.

“No, Carlos, we’re getting a divorce. I don’t want to owe you anything. I’m 21 years old.

I can support myself.”

In truth, after everything that had happened between her and Carlos in the past few days, there were

moments when she had wavered from getting a divorce. But still she felt they should divorce each

other if they could.

Debbie looked resolute when she said that. He could tell from her eyes that she had meant every

single word.

However, he was used to taking control over everything. This time wouldn’t be an exception.

“You can’t wait to get rid of me, huh?” With that, he put the cards in her hands. He didn’t say it, but his

behavior told her that he wouldn’t accept her refusal.

“Yes, Carlos. I don’t know what you want from this marriage, but I won’t change my mind.”

Debbie might be stubborn and arrogant, but in front of her was a man much more stubborn and

arrogant than her.

Carlos frowned. ‘Boss, Sir, Mr. Handsome, Mr. Hilton, she has addressed me in so many ways. When

is she going to call me Honey?’

“I won’t change my mind either. If you don’t use these cards… should

I remind you of the consequences of defying me?”

Sure enough, as soon as he finished talking, Debbie flared up.

“Do you always get what you want by threatening people? Do you have no other ways of convincing

people?”

Debbie snapped at him, her voice hardened with rage.

“Other ways? I do have other ways, for example, sleeping with you and making you incapable of

getting out of bed for three days,” he said.

“You… you… you are shameless! I won’t give you a chance!”

“Then I won’t give you a chance to get a divorce,” Carlos responded casually.

Debbie wanted to make a snappy comeback, but she failed. After a while, she said, “I’m going to bed.”

She couldn’t bear to spend another second in the same room as him.

When she got to the door of her bedroom, Carlos spoke again.

“Give your classmate’s money back now. Stop Looking for a job. You won’t have the time for a part-

time job and university.”

“Were you eavesdropping on my private conversation?” Debbie got even angrier.

“How could he? This is unacceptable.’ Debbie wanted to wrap her hands around his throat and strangle

him, but she knew better than to pick a fight she wouldn’t win.

“Eavesdrop? I was just passing by your door, which by the way, you left open, when I overheard you

talking to someone on the phone.”

“Ah!’ Debbie screamed inwardly. She wanted to punch him hard so he wouldn’t even recognize himself

in the mirror. Breathing in and out, she tried to calm herself down.