Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Chapter: 43

Nevertheless, since Carlos and she were still married, strictly speaking, the old man was also her grandfather by law. Perhaps, it was a good thing that she had come to see him after all. Otherwise, she would never have guessed about his current situation. Turning to the driver, she asked, “Who’s taking care of Carlos’ grandfather?’

“Professionals, I hear. He’s provided with around-the-clock care,” the driver explained, squinting as though he were trying to recall.

“Carlos and his parents often come to check on him as well.”

After asking a few more questions, Debbie left the hospital. While waiting outside for the car, she stretched out her right hand to catch some snowflakes until her hand went numb with the cold.

Thanks to Emmett making arrangements while she was at the hospital,

Debbie could stay at a place which Carlos owned in New York. At least, just until she returned back home. It was not until she walked into the room that she learned the villa was where Carlos Lived whenever he came to New York. A few personal items could be found neatly propped in their respective places, some suits in the closet being one of the things which she noticed.

Although Emmett was thoughtful in his actions, it was a pity that

Carlos and Debbie were not meant to be together.

Having flown for more than ten hours, after which she had headed directly to the hospital, it was no wonder that she felt the exhaustion overcoming her. By the time she sat on the bed, she did not want to move a single muscle anymore.

However, when it dawned on her that this was not her own bedroom, but

Carlos’, and that she would be sleeping in his bed, she mustered what was left of her energy and dragged herself into the bathroom. As soon as she finished taking a shower and changing into clean clothes, she plopped onto the bed and fell asleep the moment her head touched the pillow. This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

On the other side of the world, Carlos was still at work in the Hilton

Group.

He was putting aside some finished files, when he saw the text message from Debbie.

“You didn’t ask,” he replied.

When he had received her message about letting Gail off easily the day before, he had been at a loss for words. Despite the Lady being the one who was asking for a divorce, her message felt as though he was the one who wanted to get out of their marriage. More importantly, where had she gotten the nerve to propose terms and conditions?

After sending the message, Carlos turned to Emmett and asked in a flat tone, “How’s everything with her in New York?”

“Her? New York?’ For a moment, Emmett was confused as his thoughts were preoccupied with his work responsibilities. ‘Oh, right, ‘ he thought suddenly. It finally occurred to him whom Carlos was asking about.

“After her visit to the hospital, Mrs. Hilton went to the villa on

Mountain Avenue. Right now, she is likely resting in the villa.”

Without Lifting his eyes from the files before him, Carlos asked again,

“When is she coming back?”

“I didn’t ask. She hasn’t booked a return ticket yet,” Emmett answered.

The man intertwined his fingers on the desk, and looked at him once more.

“Postpone everything tomorrow on my schedule,” Carlos said.