Burning Passion: Love Never Die
Chapter 166

Chapter: 167

Carlos nodded at them before he took Debbie further inside.

“Go replace me something you like. I’ll wait here,” he urged. Then he turned around, found the nearestempty chair and sat down to wait for Debbie.

Almost immediately, a shop assistant beaming a smile served him a cup of tea. Between sips, he kepthimself busy, reading a catalog of products.

Lost in a sea of expensive men’s underwear, Debbie smiled awkwardly at the shop assistants whowere guiding her around. To put herself at ease, she wandered around briefly, pretending to be athome.

A pair of red briefs caught her eyes. The embarrassment on her face was gone. She snickered andwent to Carlos.

“Will you wear anything I buy?” she inquired.

Carlos raised his head from the catalog. Although Debbie tried to look calm, her eyes betrayed her. Tothe mischievous Look in her eyes, he sighed.

“Yes, I will,” he agreed.

His affirmative reply almost made her jump with cheer. It took a bit of effort to restrain her emotions asshe turned. But before she could take two steps, Carlos added, “Anything but briefs. Also, I hate red.”

Bummer. His response was like a wet blanket. It was the red briefs that she was considering buyinghim. With her plan ruined, Debbie pouted sullenly.

“OK, I got it,” she said.

Then she went back and wandered from section to section until she saw a pair of black boxers. Briefly,she picked it up and looked at Carlos who was quietly seated on the sofa. ‘Not good enough for him.*She pursed her Lips and put it down.

Next, she picked up a gray pair, Looked at the man, and shook her head again. ‘Not good enougheither.’

On careful observation of how Carlos and Debbie communicated, the shop assistants all wonderedwho the girl was. One of them was so curious she couldn’t help asking Debbie, “What’s yourrelationship with

Carlos?”

Debbie gave her a friendly smile and Lowering her voice almost to a whisper, said, “Why don’t you askhim?”

Hands down, that scored the clincher for Debbie. The shop assistant was reduced to silence. ‘If I couldask Carlos, I wouldn’t have bothered you, madam, ‘ she thought sourly.

After a long time of wandering and comparison, finally, Debbie settled on three pairs of boxers whichcame at a good ten thousand dollars each. Standing at the cashier’s desk, she winced at the price.Coming into the shop, she had not expected she’d end up spending such a ridiculous sum on a merethree goddamn boxers. ‘What are these things made of? Gold?’

The shop assistants had recommended those boxers, claiming that the designer had severalinternational accolades to his name. Even so,

Debbie wouldn’t have spent so much on them if Carlos hadn’t been insisting on her buying him boxers.

After settling the bill, she came to Carlos with the bag. Without a word, he put down the catalog andstood up, looking pleased. He took the bag from Debbie with one hand and held her hand with theother.

Together, they walked off to their car, arm in arm. A peaceful couple together.

Following after Carlos, Debbie asked, “Why did you ask me to buy these for you? How did you buyunderwear before?”

“I used to have them delivered to the villa or send my secretaries.

Now, since I have a wife, naturally I should leave this kind of thing to her.”