Chapter 241

“He is my husband, he is handsome and he has the most perfect body.

After he found out that I’m his wife, he did everything in my interest.

Why am I still hesitant to be intimate with him? Is there something wrong with my head?”

Kasie couldn’t hold herself anymore. She typed, “Your head is fine

Maybe you’re just frigid in bed.”

Debbie’s wistfulness was expelled by Kasie’s words. She looked at her phone and laughed.

The rest of the group posted the Rolling On The Floor Laughing emojis.

Debbie sent several Crying Face With A Hammer Over The Head emojis and mentioned Kasie in her

next text, “You’re the one who is frigid in bed.” Every time they got down to have sex, she was as eager

as he was.

But the road always got bumpy. It hadn’t yet happened for them, for some reason or the other.

Carlos had managed to control his urge every time things went south or when Debbie wasn’t in the

mood. His self-control was beyond her imagination. In fact, she was so stunned sometimes that she

suspected if he had some physical problem. But since she could clearly feel his erection against her,

she knew that was not the case.

Perhaps he truly respected her and didn’t want to force her into it.

When she thought of all this, tears filled her eyes again. She turned to look at the closed door beyond

which Carlos was lying wounded; she thought of Megan. If only she could beat the hell out of that

culprit!

Megan was the reason why her husband was bleeding in bed.

Carlos had told her that Megan’s parents had saved his life. So he felt like he owed that girl and was

indebted to her.

“Arghhhh!!” Debbie yelled, troubled by all these contradicting thoughts. She stopped crying and

pounded the wall fiercely with her fist.

Meanwhile, her friends were still talking to her in the group chat.

“Debbie, has something happened to Carlos?” Dixon asked.

“Yes, but it’s confidential. Keep it to yourselves, please,” she said.

Debbie regretted having blurted out Carlos’ injury

She was worried if it would Lead to some trouble for Carlos if the news of his injury was leaked. But

she also believed that her friends wouldn’t betray her.

“Isn’t he on a business trip?” Debbie’s friends asked in unison. They all knew that Carlos had gone on a

business trip two months ago.

“He came back out of the blue. And to my surprise he told me he saw my performance. I wonder how.”

She mused if he had gone to her school to see the performance.

Yet considering the depth of his injury, it seemed unlikely.

“Tomboy, after watching you dance, I really think that Carlos has done all this for your own good. He

has turned you into such an elegant, glowing woman,” Kristina said, proudly.

“What?! Elegant and glowing? Really? Are you talking about me? Come on!”