Chapter 745

“No, no. I reek of hot pot. You won’t like the stench.” With that, she ran into the bathroom. Lying against

the headboard, Carlos smiled at her receding back.

The next morning, Debbie woke up after Carlos had left for work. She freshened up quickly and started

packing.

At the airport

Debbie got out of the car and her driver handed her the luggage.

“Thank you, Matan,” she said.

“When you get there, you will be on your own. Please take care of yourself. Call Carlos if you need

anything,” he reminded her.

“Got it. Thank you. You take care too.”

“Bye, Debbie

“Bye, Matan.”

Debbie turned around and walked towards the departure Lounge.

But before she could reach the lounge, someone shouted, “Isn’t that

Mrs. Hilton?”

“Looks like her. Let me check the picture on my phone. Yes, it’s her!

Hurry!” a second voice urged.

“Mrs. Hilton! Mrs. Hilton! Debbie!”

More and more shouts rose behind her. She turned around to find a dozen men carrying cameras

running towards her.

‘Reporters!’ she screamed in her head.

Memories from last time when she had been besieged by reporters came flooding back to her. She

certainly didn’t want to relive that experience. Besides, missing her flight was the last thing she wanted.

Pulling her Luggage with her, she started zigzagging through the crowd.

“Mrs. Hilton, please wait! Mrs. Hilton. chased her.

“ the reporters cried as they

As a one-time half marathon bronze medalist, and as the best runner in her university, Debbie was not

that easy to catch up with.

She ran, she hid, and she finally got onto the escalator quietly. The heavy Luggage was holding her

back. She could have easily ditched the reporters who were following her.

However, with her eight-decimeter-long suitcase, it took her ten minutes to get rid of all of the

enthusiastic media people.

After making sure that no one was following her, she hid under a staircase to catch her breath.