Chapter 599

“Trust you?” Carlos stopped.

“I wanted to trust you. But someone saw you taking the pill.”

Debbie couldn’t believe her ears.

“Really? Who? Where did I take the pill? Esastin Villa? I just took it once!”

Carlos reached out his hand and stroked her face while asking, “It’s been years. But you still can’t

forget him, right?”

Her gut feeling told her that he was referring to Hayden.

“God, you just won’t Let that go. I broke up with Hayden years ago, and I-“

Withdrawing his hand, Carlos interrupted her.

“I didn’t even say who I was referring to, but…” Disappointment was written all over his face.

Debbie was at a loss for words.

Carlos left the hospital, but Debbie didn’t. She insisted on having another test.

They got the results quickly. When Debbie saw the papers, Carlos had just been gone for half an hour.

The doctor pointed to a graph and said, “Mrs. Hilton, this index suggests that you’ve been taking birth

control pills a lot. Not once, not twice… How could you not know about it?” Obviously, he didn’t believe

what Debbie said.

“A lot?”

Debbie was dumbstruck.

She sat on the bench in the corridor for a long time, papers in her hands. She really couldn’t figure it

out. ‘Is there a possibility that the food I ate had some of the same ingredients?’ she thought.

She went to the doctor and asked him about that. The doctor said, “Even if some shady vendors

powered the pills and sprinkled them onto vegetables and fruits to make them grow faster and you

happened to have eaten them, the index still wouldn’t be that high. We can only conclude you have

been taking the pills frequently.

When a sad and dejected Debbie walked out of the hospital, Emmett was waiting for her.

Upon seeing her, he trotted towards her and asked, “Debbie, are you alright?”

Instead of answering his question, she asked, “Where’s Carlos?”

With an embarrassed smile, Emmett stammered, “Carlos. had something he had to deal with. He

asked me to drive you back hom

‘Carlos left instead of waiting for me, ‘ Debbie thought, heartbroken and sad. She folded the papers,

stuck them into her pocket, and reached out her hand.

“Emmett, give me the car keys. I can drive myself home.

You’re free. Do whatever you want.”

“I’m available now. Why not let me drive?” Emmett offered as he could tell something was not right with

her.