Chapter 62

Chapter: 63

It was Jared.

“Tomboy, were you still asleep? It’s 12 o’clock already,” he said.

Since Debbie was never in a good mood the moment she woke up, he started to wonder if he should

hang up.

“12 o’clock? Oh, it’s still so early,” she replied.

“Then, I should go back to sleep.” Even then, she wasn’t sober yet. Her voice sounded coarse.

Jared felt speechless at her words.

“Tomboy, it’s noon, okay?” he reminded her.

“Noon?’ She Looked outside. The sun was shining high in the sky. ‘Fine.

But, what does it have to do with me?’ she thought.

The beaming Light from the sun blinded her eyes. Suddenly, memories of last night hit her. Recalling

how drunk she had been last night, she wondered how she had managed to come home safe and

sound.

“How did I get home last night?” she asked over the phone. The diverse possibilities of the answer to

that question almost woke her up from her dizziness. She looked around swiftly to make sure she was

in her own room. When she got a positive answer from the familiar furnishings, she could only Let out a

sigh of relief.

“Gregory sent you home. Don’t you remember?” Jared replied.

“I remember him saying that he ran into your brother and handed you over to him,” he continued.

“Tomboy, since when do you have a brother? How come I didn’t know that?” Jared asked in an

intrigued tone.

“Brother? What brother?’ she thought. ‘I, myself, don’t even know that

I have one, ‘ she continued, lost in the words she had just heard.

Suddenly, a wild guess popped into her mind. ‘Wait. Could it be

Carlos?’ Her mind started playing pictures of what could’ve happened.

“Could it really be him? Did Gregory meet him?’ she continued frantically.

Thinking of the huge possibility, Debbie sat up on the bed. ‘Did Carlos know that I was drunk? Did that

scumbag take advantage of me?’

In an instant, she lifted the covers and looked at herself.

“Oh, thank

God!” she exclaimed when she found that she was still wearing yesterday’s clothes. Things from the

night before were only a blur in her head.

“Tomboy?” Jared asked.

“Yoohoo! Debbie? Why aren’t you talking? Are you there?” Worried, he looked over the phone and saw

that the call was still connected. ‘How come she is not answering? Could it be that she fell asleep

again?’ Jared continued to wonder, not knowing the facts from last night.