Chapter 245

“Do you really want another woman to see your husband naked?” Carlos called out behind her.

Debbie exhaled helplessly.

“Fine! I’ll help you change your clothes.”

Carlos had gotten her there. She really didn’t want another woman to see her husband’s body.

Fortunately, it was not so much work, except for the teasing part.

Carlos didn’t behave at all when she was changing his pants.

When she was dressing him in the sweatshirt, she accidentally bumped into his chest and left him a

kiss.

“Deb, you naughty girl, you’re seducing me.” His body instantly went stiff when her soft Lips touched

his skin. As if out of instincts, he wrapped his left arm around her

Debbie’s face flamed with embarrassment. She felt Like it was on fire.

She covered her burning face with the back of her hand and said, “It’s an accident. You’re too tall. I got

tripped.”

“How about we go to the hospital after?” he whispered in her ear in a tempting voice.

“Eh? After what?”

“After some dessert,” he continued, sniffing her hair.

“What are you thinking?!”

Realizing what he was implying, Debbie gave him a pinch on the waist.

“Quit joking around. Hurry up.” Her heart was pounding but she pushed him away. In a fluster, she

grabbed his left arm hurriedly and tucked it into the sleeve.

Not giving up, Carlos continued with his seduction.

“Honey, only my arm is wounded. My other parts are as good as new. If you don’t believe me, why

don’t you go ahead and examine them yourself? Come, come.”

Debbie tried to project an angry tone to cover up her nervousness.

“In your dreams, smart ass! Now let’s go to the hospital.”

“Okay, fine,” Carlos replied resignedly.

“You know, I intended to have a passionate night with you yesterday, but this injury totally ruined my

plans,” he confessed. He had been patient with Debbie for a long time. If he waited any longer, he was

afraid that something wrong could happen to his manhood.

Debbie gave him a glare and seized the opportunity to complain, “You should have known better than

to get yourself injured. Maybe God doesn’t want you to get your own way.”

“If that had been the case, then my injuries wouldn’t have Landed on my arm. Deb, I can push myself

up with one arm. How about we have a try?”

Debbie’s heart was racing and she could hardly maintain her composure anymore. Carlos seemed odd

to her today. He kept hitting on her and as if that wasn’t enough to throw her off the mark, he was very

handsy as well. Desperate for a way to contain her surging emotions, she stomped on his foot and

snapped, albeit frivolously, “Keep your hands off me!”