Chapter 726

When he saw that, Carlos stood up, grabbed a wet napkin from a bodyguard and began to wipe his

hands.

“Aaaargh! Carlos is so handsome!”

“What a great guy! He’s a hero!”

Carlos heard the girl say that Debbie had promised them she would have him sign autographs for

them. He took a notebook from a nearby fan, and signed his name.

When he received the third notebook, he saw Debbie’s handwriting. She not only signed both their

names, but also drew a heart between them. A satisfied smile spread across his lips. Her tiny gesture

put him in a good mood. That spurred him on, and he signed many more notebooks

But there were too many fans there, and he didn’t have enough time to sign autographs for everyone.

He was busy, and time was money. After signing for ten more fans, he and Debbie said their goodbyes

as the mob got louder. Shielded by his bodyguards, they both got into a Bentley

The car slowly rolled away, and the fans continued to make noise. In the car, Debbie and Carlos could

finally enjoy peace thanks to the soundproof windows.

Debbie heaved a long sigh of relief. She was exhausted, physically and mentally. She leaned in the

back seat and closed her eyes.

Seeing her sleepy face, Carlos pulled her into his arms.

“Get some rest,” he suggested.

Debbie didn’t refuse him. Smelling his cologne, she leaned on his shoulder and asked casually, “Why

did you suddenly out us?”

With a smile, he stroked her hair and asked in reply, “Why ask that?

You’re not happy, are you?”

Debbie made herself more comfortable and grumbled, “That little scene back there is what I was trying

to avoid. I’m still mad at you. I remember everything you did to me.”

Stifling a giggle, he pinched her cheek and asked, “Really? So how do I make you happy?” Deep

inside, he chuckled, ‘Deb is so cute.’

“Um We’ll talk tomorrow.” ALL she wanted right now was to sleep.

She was tired. That was a fact. The way she talked and the pale color of her face stung Carlos’ heart.

He decided to be still and let his wife sleep.

Thinking of Debbie’s need for privacy, Carlos pulled out his phone and sent Emmett a text message

saying, “Delete all news related to my wife.”

He had gotten what he wanted-people now knew Debbie was his wife. He didn’t think it necessary to

make her life hell by having fans watch her every move.

“Yes, Carlos.” Emmett’s reply came soon. Carlos’ phone was not on mute, so the notification sound

woke Debbie up.

She raised her eyes, looking at Carlos* jaw, and murmured, “Just to let you know, I cancelled our trip to

the Maldives.”

Carlos frowned at Debbie’s words. ‘Looks Like she is really mad at me.

It was her dream to go to the Maldives, yet she cancelled the trip.”

He stroked her cheeks gently and said in a soft voice, “Well, if you say so. When we both settle down

abroad, I’ll take you anywhere you want.”

Debbie didn’t respond. She thought, ‘I’ll give you one more chance. If we don’t fight over Megan again,

I’ll go anywhere with you.’ Soon after, she dozed off again.