Chapter 197

Chapter: 197

I know you don’t care if I divorce you. You’ve already thought of marrying Gail instead, but trust me,

that bitch will screw your Life!”

That was a bombshell! After what seemed Like an eternity, Carlos Looked away from the hickeys on

her neck and asked in confusion, “Who is Gail?

Why would I divorce you? And why am I going to marry that bitch?”

Somehow, the word “bitch” coming out from Carlos’ lips amused Debbie.

Then she realized that it was just a dream. In her dream, Gail married

Carlos. At their wedding, she ground Debbie beneath her heel and mocked her mercilessly.

Debbie scratched her hair in embarrassment and murmured, “Nothing.

Continue with your breakfast. I need to go back to sleep.”

Before she could turn around, Carlos stopped her by saying, “Freshen up and have breakfast. The

stylists will be here soon.”

“This early?” she asked in disbelief. The party would start in the evening, so she thought the stylists

would come here in the afternoon.

“Uh-huh. He lowered his head and continued to eat his breakfast.

Seeing he was not speaking, Debbie turned around and walked up the stairs to wash her face and

brush her teeth.

After that, she got into the cloakroom to get dressed. However, what she saw in the mirror made her

scream.

By instinct, she stepped back from the mirror, without even realizing it. When she sobered up, she

moved closer once more and checked herself carefully. There were many love bites and her hair was

ruffled in a way that meant only one thing. Instantly, she realized that it was not a dream-Carlos kissed

her all over and even undressed her. Just how he had gone, she couldn’t tell.

“Dang! This old scoundrel!

People will think we had wild sex last night when they see me like this. How am I supposed to step out

Like this? I don’t want to wear a scarf!’ she cursed inwardly.

The stylists arrived at the villa soon. They had brought a cosmetic case and a collection of dresses, as

well as high heels and bags to match the dresses.

Since it was a birthday party, an evening dress was not necessary.

Carlos himself chose two from the dresses—one beige, the other ice-blue. He gave them to Debbie

saying, “Try them on.”

Debbie went upstairs with the dresses in her arms.

Ten minutes later, the girl showing at the staircase made Carlos’ eyes light up. Despite wearing no

make-up, she looked incredibly angelic.

The ice-blue dress left just enough of her long legs and fair skin, which definitely got Carlos’ attention.

She had also tried the beige dress on, but the ice-blue one looked better. She put on a white wind coat

and went down the stairs.

With a bright smile, she stood before Carlos, her face blushing at his intense gaze.

“How do I look?” she asked with a hopeful expression.