Chapter 311

“Hi Tomboy! Not feeling well? Your voice… Were you singing in the club again?” On second thought,

Jared knew he was wrong. If Debbie had actually gone to the club last night, she would have called him

so they could go together.

Debbie blushed when she realized why her voice was so rough. She shook her head and cleared her

throat before saying, “No, I wasn’t at the club. And I’m feeling okay. I just woke up. What’s up?”

She rolled over and then… ‘Ouch! That hurts! Damn it, Carlos!*

“You just woke up? Look what time it is. It’s almost 12! You weren’t in class this morning. What would

your dear husband say?” Jared asked.

Speaking of Carlos, Jared couldn’t help complaining inwardly. ‘He’s

Debbie’s husband, and he should keep an eye on her. But he’s even had me followed since he found

us in the same hotel room together! What a jerk!”

This was true. If Jared made the slightest mistake at school, Carlos had standing orders for Curtis to

drag him to the CEO’s office of

Hilton Group so Carlos could get on his case.

Jared was too scared to skip classes anymore, and he’d even get there ahead of time. His parents

even wanted to thank Carlos for having made him into a good student.

But he didn’t expect Debbie to be bold enough to skip classes. He’d sent her messages on WeChat,

but got no reply. So he called her on his lunch break, only to find that she was still sleeping…

Debbie was left speechless. She knew very well why she wasn’t in class, but to admit it… Yes, she

knew, but was it right for her to tell him that? She turned it over in her mind a few times, trying to figure

it out. ‘How do I tell him the real reason I wasn’t in class? And do I really want to? This is all Carlos’

fault, the jerk! He tortured me all night just because I said he was bad in bed.’ And she cried inside.

She was weary, sore, and suffering for a terrible choice of words.

Despite the fact that she had practiced martial arts for many years,

Debbie was still no match for Carlos in stamina. Last night, she had begged him to let her go many

times, but instead of giving her a break,

Carlos had worked on her harder and even taunted her.

“I’m getting up now. See you later in the classroom. Don’t call

Carlos!” Debbie sat up on the bed, and blushed, looking at the clothes scattered on the floor.

“ALL right. See you then. You better hurry up. Otherwise, your husband will punish both of us again,”

said Jared. He was so scared of Carlos that he’d tried everything possible to stay away from him.

After washing her face and brushing her teeth, Debbie went down the stairs to have lunch. Just then,

Carlos called her.

“Deb, what are you doing now?” he asked in a soft voice.

Hearing the voice, Debbie couldn’t help but remember what had happened last night.

“I’m going to have lunch,” she said through gritted teeth.

Of course, Carlos noticed the anger in her tone, and chuckled, recalling images of an alluring Debbie in

bed.

“Deb, you’re the sweetest girl on earth. The kind of girl I never thought I’d find all my life,” he teased.

“Carlos, you’re a flirt!”

Debbie said, blushing even more.