Burning Passion: Love Never Die
Chapter 774

“Yes, I’m so lonely every night. In fact, I’m even ready to charge it to the game, if bad comes to worse.For the better part, we’ve lived true to our nominal couple status. Never has been about sex, nor havewe ever been so deeply involved emotionally. Somehow, I suspect, I’d have divorced him long ago,were it not for his wealth!

That’s how dismal the reality looks between Carlos and I, as we speak!”

That was quite a show Debbie was putting on. Even Megan, the gang leader of all hypocritical bitches,wouldn’t have had a thing on

Debbie’s act tonight.

Blown away by how her scheme panned out, Debbie didn’t even notice a waiter serving her a glass ofwater.

The waiter panicked when he overheard the sleazy details about Mr. and

Mrs. Hilton. Ashamed of looking like a snitch, he quietly, carefully placed the glass on the table, andfled away, back to his station downstairs.

“Oh, sorry. I bet, being you would suck the life out of me,” the pregnant woman sitting opposite Debbiesaid sympathetically. Stretching her right hand to stroke Debbie’s, which was resting on the tablebetween them, she comforted, “Mrs. Hilton you’re still young. You have a long life ahead of you.Personally, I suggest you should divorce

Carlos if possible!”

‘This lady really thinks I want a divorce?” Debbie grinned and shot to her feet. She had achieved hergoal. There was no need for her to pretend anymore.

The pregnant woman was surprised by Debbie’s impulsiveness, but Debbie did even worse.Thewoman had ordered a glass of fruit juice, but she had barely touched it as she spoke to Debbie. In onefell swoop, Debbie grabbed the glass of juice and doused the woman’s face. The woman could onlystare in disbelief. But Debbie coldly taunted, “So you think you’re a better match to Carlos than me?Have you ever looked at yourself in the mirror and wished you could lose some of that ugly flab?”

Now aware that she had been fooled, the pregnant woman yelled, “Oh, such miserable, bitter loser.You came here to pick a fight with me over Carlos, and you had to beat around the bush, thinking you’dfool me?”

Debbie raised an eyebrow.

“Go on. Bitch around all you want. But you better Learn not to meddle in other people’s affairs. In fact,I’m not lonely. Not at all! I may need to get him some more women to satisfy his needs. But since I lovehim so much, I won’t do that! Even if he wants to sleep around with other women, it won’t be a fat andugly woman like you. You should be ashamed of yourself. Carlos is my husband, just in case you’reforgetting. No matter how many flings he may want, when he comes home, I’m firmly in charge ofthings. If you ever had illusions of running the show, I’m afraid, you may have to wait for an eternity.”

Viciously, Debbie railed the pregnant woman with a barrage of words in a single breath. Unable to takethe humiliation anymore, the woman stood up in a fit of anger and raised her hand to slap Debbieacross the face. However, Debbie was too swift for her and easily dodged the slap. In retaliation, shegrabbed hold of the woman’s wrist with her left hand and hit her in the face with the right hand.

She struck her so hard that the silent second floor of the cafe echoed with the thwack.

“You want to hit me? Jeez! You have the nerve to hit me, something that even Carlos has never dared?Take this as a warning.

Never, ever dare! Because next time you try that on me, you’ll live to regret it. I swear! Now, go backhome and behave yourself!”

The woman’s face was already red and swollen from the force of Debbie’s slap. Earlier today when sheleft the ward, she had given Carlos a cold shoulder because of this woman’s phone call. Now that shehad taught the woman a lesson, she might have to make peace with him Later on.

That thought incensed her. Thank God she had hit the woman hard enough.

“You are a bitch!” the woman cussed.

Debbie then popped her head up and stretched herself, dropping into a fighting stance. As sheapproached the woman, she asked with an evil smile, “Did you just call me a bitch? Well, you betterwatch your mouth. Otherwise, you’re messing with the wrong person.”

“What…do you want to do? Don’t act rashly. I’m a pregnant woman!”

The woman was scared stiff by Debbie’s threatening advance. Covering her belly, she quicklystaggered backwards.

“Tell me. Who’s the true father of your baby?” Debbie interrogated.