Chapter 617

Debbie had met Adriana. She hoped she was good for him. Jared had made some questionable

choices when it came to girlfriends. But then again,

Damon was not Jared.

This woman was almost nine months along.

Thanks to the pregnancy, her face was round and chubby. Her almond-shaped eyes were bright and

beautiful. A smile lingered around her Lips.

She wore a simple orange designer down jacket and soft flats.

Her long hair was tied back casually. Debbie’s first impression of her was that she was a high-flier.

Their eyes met. When Adriana saw Carlos himself feeding Debbie, she was very curious about the

woman in the hospital bed.

Jared saw the gauze around Debbie’s forehead. Before anyone could say anything, he dropped

everything and sprinted towards Debbie.

“How ya feeling, Tomboy? I was worried to death when I heard about the accident. I couldn’t sleep. I

even Lost my appetite. How are you? Let me have a look—”

He approached Debbie to hug her, but Carlos pulled him away by the sleeve, putting the boy at a

distance from Debbie.

“I haven’t even gotten to hug my wife yet today. You? Back off!”

Everyone was stunned by Carlos’ possessiveness.

With his hands around Adriana’s waist, Damon kicked Jared in the leg and berated him, “Behave

yourself around Debbie. Otherwise, next time if Carlos gets pissed and throws you into space, I won’t

help you.”

Jared scratched his newly dyed yellow hair and explained, “Carlos, I was just worried about Tomboy.

Don’t get me wrong.”

Carlos only threw him a cold glance and continued to feed Debbie.

With one arm around Adriana’s waist, Damon moved closer to the bed and said, “Debbie, let me

introduce my wife, Adriana Morris, CEO of Hilton

Group, New Zealand branch. Sweetie, this is Carlos’ wife, Debbie

Nelson, a student from Curtis’ university.”

Debbie swallowed the food in her mouth and exclaimed, “CEO? Wow! You’re a successful woman. Hi,

Adriana. Nice to meet you.”

Adriana walked over and shook hands with her.

“What successful woman? I only got this position because your husband felt bad for me. But you, you

even melted Carlos, the Iceberg. That’s impressive.”

“No…” Debbie wanted to ridicule Carlos. On second thought, it seemed to be inappropriate on such an

occasion, so she said instead, “Me too.

I got the title of ‘Mrs. Hilton’ only because Carlos felt sorry for me.”

The others hooted, but Carlos’ face darkened. He picked up a cookie and put it into Debbie’s mouth to

shut her up.