Chapter 302
Burning Passion: Love Never Die
uring the meal, she was preoccupied with the fact that she was going to meet her mother-in-law. She
was anxious and excited all at the same time. When Carlos talked to her, she was very distracted.
âWhere did you get the money for the ring?â asked Carlos. He got a notification for every transaction
with the card he gave her. According to the notifications, she hadnât spent over a thousand at a time
recently. So obviously, she didnât use the bank card to buy him the ring.
It wasnât that he didnât trust her or was spying on her. The notification function came with the card. It
was something he could turn off, but he felt it wise to keep it on. That way if someone stole it, theyâd be
easier to track down.
âI earned it, of course,â Debbie answered proudly. âI wonder what she looks Like? Since Carlos is so
handsome, I bet sheâs gorgeous. Probably he got those good genes from her, â she thought to herself.
âHow?â
âBy singing.â âShould I go shopping with her or something?â
âWhere?â
âAt a bar. Oh crapâ¦â She suddenly realized sheâd been tricked into blurting out things that she had
been hiding from him. The look in his eyes told her that he was angry about something. She tried to
recall what he had asked and what she had said.
He grabbed her hand tightly and demanded, âWhy do you have to sing at bars? Didnât I give you bank
cards? Did you drink alcohol there?â
He squeezed her hand hard, and it hurt. Afraid to further provoke him,
Debbie didnât dare to take her hand back.
âIâll quit singing. The money on the card is yours. How could I use your money to buy you a ring? I just
wanted the ring to be more meaningful, so I decided to earn the money on my own, But I didnât drink
even a drop of alcohol.â
She giggled at him.
As Carlos heard her promise not to sing again and that she hadnât drunk, his countenance softened.
âDid you get hoarse because of singing?â
Debbie knew she had to come clean now, so she admitted, âYeah. I hadnât sung for a long time. But
everyone was wild and I was having fun. I guess I sang for too long, cause I got a little hoarse. But
Luckily, my throat healed. I was fine the next morning. You know that. You were there.â
Carlos remembered her throat was fine the next morning. He had the housemaid prepare some
medicine, but it turned out she didnât need it.
She was good as new. He understood most of what she said-except for one part.
âYour throat healed?â
Debbie grinned, âYeah. That wasnât the first time I had a sore throat, after all. It happened before, but
maybe because it had happened so many times my throat got used to it or something, I donât know. It
just does this on its own.â
The goofy smile on her face brightened his heart Like the sun.
And just like that, his anger disappeared.
He took her hand in his, and brought it to his lips. He kissed it tenderly, lovingly.
âSweet pie, donât do that again. You have money. If you want to buy me something, just use the card,
okay?â
âFine. But Mr. Handsome, Iâm 21 now. I can make my own money, canât 1?â she asked defensively.
When he kissed her fingers, it tickled. She couldnât help giggling. Her eyes narrowed into thin Lines.