Chapter 317

But if he thought the question was infuriating, Carlos’ next words were even worse.

“Since the girl has bailed you out, will you please dance for her after the class? You can only stop

dancing when she laughs,” Carlos told

Jared. Debbie couldn’t stifle her Laughter.

‘At this rate, are we getting anywhere with our classwork?* she wondered.

The ridiculousness of the whole thing elicited quite some giggles and ripples.

Jared’s face was as dark as ink. ‘Carlos, you jerk!”

As if it weren’t enough, Carlos continued, “Well, if you can’t dance for her, then you should see me in

my office after the class.”

Jared had no other choice.

“Mr. Carlos, I choose to… dance for

Debbie,” Jared said through gritted teeth, which sent the class into a hysterical bout of Laughter.

When class ended, Carlos picked up his stuff, and pointing at the blackboard said, “Jared, you are a tall

guy. You clean the blackboard.”

Jared’s jaw dropped.

“Again? Seriously? Did I owe him a million dollars or something?’ he cursed in his mind.

Debbie propped her hand against her chin and looked at Jared who was cleaning the blackboard with a

Long face.

Kasie and Kristina approached Debbie and winked at her.

“Tomboy, your husband is so caring.”

Debbie flashed a sweet smile and said, “To be honest, I can’t believe it myself. I really don’t Like him to

dote on me like that, even using kid gloves on a hardened soul like me.”

Dixon tried to analyze Carlos’ motives behind this.

“I believe Carlos was trying to avenge you. He must have seen you hit Jared and guessed that Jared

had pissed you off. He asked the both of you to answer two different questions. The first question was

extremely hard while the second one was rather simple. That way, he could find a reason to make

Jared dance for you when he failed to answer where you succeeded. He just wanted to make you

happy. Wow, what a caring husband Carlos is!”

Debbie, Kasie and Kristina nodded at Dixon’s analysis. Till now, his was the only one that made any

sense.

Jared blew off the chalk on his hand and cast a burning glance at

Debbie.

“Did I kill your husband’s grandpa? Why did he treat me Like this?” he snapped furiously.

“He not only asked Mr. Loftus to keep an eye on me, but also asked me to dance for you and clean the

blackboard!