"Boo...hoo... Carlos...it's really you..." From the scent of his perfume, Debbie was pretty sure it was Carlos. As well, his arms felt quite familiar. For the last three years, not a single day had gone by that she had not thought of him.
But Carlos was shocked when she threw herself into his arms.
He too could feel her familiar scent.
"Guards! Call the guards over!" Startled by the strange woman's intrusion, a businessman next to Carlos demanded his assistant to call for security.
"Carlos, you are still alive..." Ignoring all the curious eyes around her, Debbie held Carlos tightly and burst into tears. Tears of joy, she could not hold back.
Carlos' first instinct was to push her away. But somehow, he just couldn't bring himself to do it.
"Pull her away from Mr. Huo!" a woman nearby reprimanded, her tone harsh and shrill. In a flash, the bodyguards, who had been hesitating, charged forward, grabbed Debbie forcefully and dragged her away.
Not believing her eyes, Debbie flailed and kicked, but to no avail. "Oh, Carlos. I request only one minute, please. Only a few words with you," she pleaded.
At this moment, a bodyguard threw a punch at her face. She gave a choked cry; that really stung. She broke free from their grasp and ran towards Carlos again. "Carlos, it's me. Debbie Nian..."
But the look that Carlos gave her was so cold, you'd be forgiven for thinking she was a total stranger to him.
'Debbie Nian?' The woman next to Carlos furrowed her eyebrows when she heard the name.
Right at that moment, Carlos' car came over and stopped, only a few meters from them. The bodyguards pounced on her again.
Despite her protests and struggling, they dragged Debbie away. The same brusque guy that had slapped her now hit her hard on the shoulder, sending her down to the ground with a thud.
As if in a rescue operation, the bodyguards whisked Carlos and his woman to the car. As one of the men opened the door for them, Carlos got in, without so much as looking back.
Debbie couldn't believe her eyes. She saw Carlos holding the woman's hand.
As soon as they were safely seated, the driver started the engine and drove off. Quickly, all the bodyguards got into other cars and followed
how are you feeling today? Are you feeling better?"
Holding a Barbie doll, Piggy nodded and answered softly, "Aunt Irene, I'm feeling great."
"Sweet girl. Piggy, tell Aunt Irene, what's wrong with your mommy?"
Piggy shook her head. "I don't know. Mommy has been acting like this all morning. She even called Aunt Ruby to ask for a leave."
Upon hearing that, Irene put Piggy back on the carpet and turned to Debbie. "Deb, something must have happened to you. Since I knew you, you've always been a work freak. Is what I'm hearing true?"
Playing with her phone now, Debbie asked casually, "When will your brother come back?"
"Darling, I have no idea. My brother is one heck of a strange man who keeps to himself most of the time."
Hearing that, Debbie dialed Ivan's number.
Irene watched the name on Debbie's screen and wondered what she was about to ask him.
"Hi, Debbie," Ivan's voice came from the other end of the line.
After a short pause, Debbie blurted out, "Do you know... Carlos Huo showed up."
All along, she had never tried to explain to Ivan the scandals about her past. Carlos was a taboo subject in her mind. She couldn't afford to mention his name.
Ivan was stunned. For a moment, he wondered what was on Debbie's mind.
"Can you help me investigate what he has been up to for the past three years?" she inquired.
"Okay."
"And..." She paused for a while before adding, "I want to take some time off.
I need to go back to Y City."
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