Chapter 400
Burning Passion: Love Never Die
âRat-a-tat-tat.â Debbie was startled by a sudden knock at the door. It was already well past her usual
sleeping time and she wondered who could it be at this ungodly hour. She had just unzipped her down
jacket. She had no choice but to zip it up again.
âWho is it?â she called out.
âYoung girl, itâs me.â It sounded like the voice of the village headâs wife.
Her guess was right. When Debbie opened the door, she saw the village headâs wife and her
handsome son standing outside.
The woman smiled pleasantly on seeing Debbie and asked, âYoung girl, did I wake you?â
Debbie shook her head.
âNo, itâs okay. I hadnât slept yet. Is everything okay?â she answered, confused as to why these two were
paying her a visit at night.
The woman turned towards her son. He immediately lifted up something from the ground and handed it
to Debbie.
âThis is our electric warming fan. My mother and I have brought it to you so that you donât get cold,â he
told her coyly.
âButâ¦no⦠I canât take this. This is too generous.â Debbie was deeply moved. As far as she knew,
there was not even a water heater in the village. How on earth did they manage to procure an electric
warming fan for her?
She didnât want to prove a burden to anyone, but the village headâs wife was having none of it and
straightforwardly asked her son to carry the fan into Debbieâs room. Before Debbie knew how and
what, the boy had already plugged the fan into a socket and the room was filled with the slight hum of
its motor.
âThank you so much! But if I keep the fan in my room, what about you?
Youâll be cold at night without it,â Debbie protested, though she wasnât entirely ungrateful. If she had
guessed right, then this might have been the only electric warming fan in the whole village.
With a genuine smile, the woman responded, âWeâre used to this weather, young girl, but youâve come
from the big city. You canât fall asleep at night without it. Please sleep tight. We should get going now!â
Then, she held her sonâs hand and they left together, Leaving Debbie to her confused thoughts.
With the warming fan on, the room was soon filled with a warm ambiance.
Sitting at the edge of the bed in her thoughts, Debbie even forgot to lie down.
She was confused. âWhy does the village headâs wife treat me so well?
Is Jaredâs joke true? Does she really want me to stay and marry her son? Truth be told, her son is quite
handsome. Butâ¦Iâm married. I have Carlos. If thatâs why this whole special-treatment-thing is going on,
Iâm afraid their wish canât come true, and itâs got to stop, â she mused.
As it turned out, she couldnât be farther from the truth. This was proven when she went to get some hot
water
It wasnât only the village headâs wife who was treating her so well.
Debbie found that almost every person of the village who was a part of her life at the moment was
being very kind. Even the owner of the house which she was staying in gave her special care. When
she walked out of her bedroom and told the hostess that she wanted some hot water, the hostess
immediately brought three thermoses to her bedroom.
That wasnât the only thing she did. Earlier, she had prepared a new basin and a clean towel for Debbie
too. At the moment, Debbie hadnât thought too much about these new things, because she believed
that all the other schoolmates had the same things as hers.
The notion was broken rather abruptly when after washing her face and wiping her body, she slipped
into the bed again. Much to her surprise, the bed didnât feel cold. And the fan couldnât have warmed the
bed; it was too low for that.
Debbie sat up and took a careful look. It wasnât until now that she noticed there was an electric blanket
on her bed. And moreover, someone had turned it on in advance, so it was already warm enough now.