Chapter 1268

Debbie was shocked by the unexpected question. ‘Does he know something?

Why does he care who Piggy’s father is?’

After a moment’s consideration, she said, “How about this? When I divorce Ivan, I’ll tell you everything.”

“Didn’t he say that he’d leave Stephanie? Maybe I can tell him then, she thought to herself.

But this wasn’t good enough for Carlos. He couldn’t get a straight answer to any of his questions, and

this was driving him nuts.

In a huff, he got off the woman and lay down next to her. Covering himself with the thin quilt, he said

coldly, “Sleep.”

Debbie pouted her lips gloomily. Nonetheless, she felt she had to make him happy. She moved closer

and clung to the angry man

But he removed her hand from his waist and turned his back to her.

Debbie was stunned for a while. Looking at his broad back, she couldn’t help but giggle under her

breath. He was so childish

She tried again, pressing her chest against his back, and put her right leg and right arm on his body.

She felt comfortable nestling against him when she slept.

Carlos didn’t move away this time, yet he didn’t turn to face her, either.

Debbie had slept a lot after coming back from the seaside resort, so she was wide awake. Resting her

cheek on his back, she asked in a hushed voice, “Mr. Handsome, do you still love me?”

Carlos couldn’t believe she had asked such a stupid question. He finally turned his body around, and

under the dim light, he stared at her with contempt in his eyes.

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“What do you think?”

Debbie pouted, “I don’t like the look in your eyes. Do you hate me?”

“That’s a really stupid question. Ask questions Like that, and you’ll get the stink-eye.”

“No way! The only stupid questions are the ones that don’t get asked.

And you never tell me you love me, so how should I know?” Debbie retorted defiantly.

Carlos grinned cunningly.

“You don’t know? Like you said, I’ll tell you when you divorce Ivan.”

“If you don’t tell me how you feel, why should I divorce him? What if I get divorced but you don’t love

me at all?”

Carlos held on to Debbie’s waist.

“Want me to throw you out of the room?” he spat. ‘You’re the only woman that can climb into my bed.

Isn’t it obvious I Love you?’ he thought angrily while staring into her eyes.

“I wouldn’t if I were you. You’ll be lonely,” Debbie said playfully, tracing a finger down his nose, and

wrapping her arms around him.