Chapter 132 A Slap For A Kiss

Name:Take My Breath Away Author:Bai Cha
Without giving anyone a chance to retort, Curtis pushed his glasses up and echoed gently, "Is that so? Debbie, you may leave now since the truth is out. We'll take care of the issue."

His words triggered the crowd to look at him, stunned.

On the other hand, Debbie turned to Curtis and hesitantly whispered, "Mr. Lu..."

She was aware that the whole thing had started because of her. Thus, she felt responsible.

Just then, Damon's phone rang. He looked at the screen and muttered, "Why is Carlos calling now?"

Hearing Carlos' name turned everyone's attention to Damon's phone.

Then as expected, Damon answered the call. "Hi, Carlos."

No one knew what Carlos said on the other end, but they saw Damon wave his hand while saying, "There's no need to send Wesley for such a trifle. It will be fixed right away. On the other side are daughters of the Mi family, the Qin family, the Yan family... Wait. What? Wesley is already on his way? Okay then."

Damon gazed at Curtis after hanging the phone up and said, "Carlos asked Wesley to send some special force here. They're on their way."

Carlos' name alone was frightening enough. More so, knowing that Wesley was rushing here with some special force... Gosh! No one dared to stand up for their daughter again.

The air inside the room was suddenly heavy with fear. Discarding the questions in his head, Sebastian told Debbie, "Debbie, Gail was wrong earlier. I apologize for what she did. I'm taking her home now."

Warmth filled Debbie's heart as she shook her head. "Uncle, I'm sorry for troubling you."

"Debbie, come home for dinner sometime," intervened Lucinda as she patted Debbie's hands tenderly. It was now clear to her that Debbie's husband was not Hayden. But she was sure Debbie was connected with Carlos somehow.

Afraid of Carlos, many parents thought that it was wise to get out of that place before the situation got uglier. They followed Sebastian's example and apologized to Debbie for their daughters.

However, Blanche was an exception.

She looked at her son and said with a sullen face, "Let's go home, Hayden."

Then she gave Debbie a resentful glare and thought, 'This girl was unlikable two years ago. I can't believe that she still is! So many parents were on the brink of irritating Damon and Curtis because of her.

Wesley and Carlos Huo may come down on us like a ton of bricks if we stay here any longer.'

"Mom, I have something to deal with.

smack.

Hayden's head turned because of the forceful slap. Through the way her fingers ached, she could imagine how hard it impacted his cheek. Disgusted, Debbie wiped her lips hard with the back of her hand. 'How dare he kiss me!

How am I going to face Carlos?' she thought angrily.

Taking a deep breath, she said firmly, "I'm married. I'll hate you for the rest of my life if you do this again!"

Then she turned around and left.

"Debbie, I won't give up!" Hayden shouted behind her.

His miserable voice echoed throughout the parking lot, but Debbie wouldn't give much care about it anymore. She just paused for a second and walked on.

It was Emmett who drove the car on their way back. Debbie rested her aching head against the car window the whole time. The view outside was just like merging colors as they were passing by. She was too dejected to enjoy it.

She missed Carlos so much.

Sensing that something was wrong, Emmett kept silent as he thought that she might need a moment alone. He called Carlos as soon as they reached the villa. "Mr. Huo, Mrs. Huo is back home," he reported.

"Good," Carlos responded shortly.

Debbie felt queasy at the thought of that kiss. She brushed her teeth repeatedly inside the bathroom.

She couldn't stop. Her gum was already bleeding but she just kept on.

It was only when her phone rang that she put the toothbrush down and gargled quickly. Mixed feelings surged inside her the second she saw the caller ID on the phone screen. "Hi." Her voice came out sweet as she answered the phone.

"Hi, what are you doing?" asked the tender voice from the other end.