Chapter 767

“Well, this is what I find pleasure in,” he answered, making Light of it.

From the way he phrased his words, Blair didn’t know how to carry on with the conversation. This dull

man was really a conversation killer.

She wondered why on earth she had previously had a crush on him. Was she fond of his sharp tongue

or his ruthlessness?

In Carlos’ ward

Since Damon and Wesley had left, Curtis didn’t think he should stay anymore. So he stood up from the

sofa, walked up to Debbie and tried to bring up something new, so that she would stop worrying. He

said softly, “I hope you still remember that Colleen and I have our wedding coming up next month. I’ll

send an official invitation later.”

To the contrary, the slight smile that had briefly appeared on Debbie’s face faded. She opened her

mouth but hesitated to speak. After a few seconds, she slightly nodded, “Okay.”

“Well, look after Carlos. I should get going now.”

Debbie nodded again, but remaining tight-lipped.

After Curtis left, the couple was alone in the still ward.

Carlos could tell the melancholy on Debbie’s face.

“Can I get some water?” he requested, trying to break the ice, but he sounded terribly flat.

“Hmm.” Absent-mindedly, she got a glass of water and passed it to him.

But he didn’t take it, leaving her confused.

“Didn’t you want water?” she asked.

“How am I going to hold the glass with my injuries? Aren’t you here to attend to me?”

“Carlos! You expect me to feed you? Blame it entirely on Megan,”

Debbie protested.

To which Carlos retorted, “And so you hurt her for that?”

“No. She provoked me first, and I couldn’t swallow my anger. I couldn’t put up with her affronts

anymore. But it was out of her own carelessness that she lost balance and hit the bench. It serves her

right, anyway!”

Carlos was rendered speechless by her Last sentence.

“She’s gotten to be grateful that she only suffered a slight wound in her forehead, while my husband

got two gunshots for her sake. She’s really Lucky. If her parents weren’t your life savers, I would’ve

already returned her four gunshots!” Metaphorically, the first shot had been fired, and going forward,

Debbie swore, Armageddon had come. What other incentive did she have left to entertain Megan?

Basking in the glory of the moment, she couldn’t help but smile, flashing back on how after she had

hurt Megan, the four men just watched helplessly. Were they not the same people Megan thought

would protect her from Debbie if push came to shove?

Before, she had heard a rumor that a man had once accidentally knocked

Megan down onto the floor, breaking her knees. At that time, all four of them worked together to put

that man into jail on charges of attempted murder. While the accused man was rotting in jail, Megan

must have thought Debbie would know better not to mess with her. Girl, she was wrong! Had any of the

four men even dared as much to touch Debbie?

For a moment, when Debbie saw Megan being wheeled into the emergency room, she had been

mentally prepared for a big fight with Carlos as well as his friends. But unexpectedly, they all let her off

the hook so easily. ‘Didn’t they care about Megan’s tantrums anymore? What will they tell her when she

wakes up?’ Debbie wondered.