"Yes, a bitch. Opposite sexes attract each other after all, not to ntion the fact that it's a good-looking bitch. So my husband likes her a lot," Debbie said as she drew circles on the table with her index finger. The two at the next table heard every word of hers, loud and clear.
Unaware of what she actually ant, Hayden comnted with a smile, "No matter how much he likes her, it's just a dog. Are you saying that you are not even as important as a dog in his heart?"
"I'm wondering the sa thing." Debbie smiled bitterly.
When she heard Debbie's first words, gan accidentally poured hot water on her hand. Carlos asked the waiter to get so ointnt for her, but that was it. He didn't do anything else.
As Debbie's words turned harsher, gan stared at the man next to her, a wronged expression on her face. Since he was within earshot, she believed he had heard every single word Debbie had said. However, there was no response from him. His face remained blank. Silently, gan worked on her emotion. Soon, a single tear rolled down her cheek.
Carlos didn't notice it, though. The boy did. He was talking about sothing, but stopped imdiately and asked, "gan, what's wrong? Why are you crying? Is it sothing I said? I'm so sorry."
In a fluster, gan grabbed a tissue from the table and wiped her eyes carefully. "No, it's not. It's nothing. I'm fine," she said.
It was only then that Carlos realized that gan was crying. He frowned and handed her a napkin. "Don't bother her again!" he said to the boy sternly.
The boy was the sa age as gan and he was visibly terrified of Carlos from the very beginning. Carlos' order made his forehead sweat. He nodded and then nodded so more. "I... gan, I'm s-sorry for bothering you. Bye."
As soon as he managed to stutter those words, the poor boy fled.
Left alone with Carlos, gan asked in a low voice, "Uncle Carlos, does Aunt Debbie have a problem with ? She seems to dislike . Last ti, she got mad at Jake when I brought him to the villa. Now she is calling a... Uncle Carlos, I..."
gan sounded sadder and more desperate as she spoke. She started to pant for breath.
Debbie could hear her crying. When she turned to look at her, she saw Carlos comforting the girl, holding her in his arms. She heard him say, "Don't cry. You're in poor health. Crying will only make it worse."
Debbie was shocked by his actions. She used to think that his tenderness was ant only for her. But now, she knew that she was just being naive.
It turned out that gan was way more important to Carlos than she had thought.
All the dishes had been served at their table. Debbie and Hayden started eating. anwhile, the pair from the neighboring table stood up and approached them. Hands in his pockets, Carlos said indifferently, "Mr. Gu, enjoy your al. I've already taken care of the bill. We're leaving."
His attention was entirely focused on the woman who was silently eating her food with her head hung low. Debbie never looked up, pretending like he wasn't even there.
Hayden stood up to shake hands with Carlos. "Thank you, Mr. Huo. I hope we can have dinner together next ti."
Carlos nodded and hoped to take gan out of there as soon as possible.
However, gan didn't move. She looked at Debbie with her reddened eyes and said in a low, gentle voice, "Debbie, please don't misunderstand us. Tonight is just about..."
Debbie put her fork down and interrupted her in a calm tone, "Don't bother explaining. I know my husband."
gan gnawed at her lower lip and kept her mouth shut.
After giving Debbie a long look, Carlos left with gan.
Hayden picked up his wine glass and clinked it against hers. Debbie picked up her glass resignedly.
"You know Mr. Huo's girlfriend?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.
She nodded and sipped her wine. The delicacies on the table had lost their appeal. "Hayden, I only ca here tonight to tell you this one last ti. I'm married. You and I will never happen. I hope we never see each other again."
Debbie stood up to leave, but Hayden grabbed her hand firmly.
When she turned her head to face him, he was smiling. "Fine. Then, let's be friends. Can you finish this al with as an old friend?"
She rolled her eyes at his efforts. Hayden could tell that she was getting impatient.
He laughed, "You're as impatient as ever. Deb, let's not waste food. Don't worry. I will drive you ho right after dinner."
Debbie sat back in her seat reluctantly. She finished her al like she was assigned so tough task.
Just as he had promised, Hayden got up to drive her ho after dinner.
His driver brought the car to the entrance of the restaurant. But before Debbie could get in, a Bentley pulled up next to them. Debbie's heart skipped a beat when she saw the license plate. It was Carlos' car.
Emtt got out and walked over to her quickly. "Mrs. Huo, Mr. Huo asked to pick you up."
Hayden, who had just walked around to the other side of the car, didn't hear what Emtt had said. He was about to approach them when Debbie said, "No, thanks. Mr. Gu is driving ho."
Debbie got into the Porsche without another word. Hayden looked at Emtt and thought that the couple was having a fight.
That was what he had been dreaming of. Hiding his excitent, he walked over to Emtt and patted him on the shoulder before getting in the car.
Emtt watched the car pull away from the restaurant helplessly and called Carlos.
Knowing that Debbie was in a bad mood, Hayden didn't talk much in the car. "Where do you live?" he asked finally.
His Porsche had just left the parking lot. "Just pull over here. I can go ho by myself," Debbie said.
They remained silent for a mont. Light music from the stereo filled the awkward silence.
Hayden sighed, "Debbie. You don't love him, do you?" He couldn't see any sign of affection in her eyes when she looked at Emtt.
Debbie smiled sadly. "Yes, I do. I love him very much."
Hayden read her response as an effort to pretend to be strong in front of him. "Okay, okay. You love him." He drew closer to her to let her see how sincere he was. "I don't mind being a backup. If you're ever unhappy with him, co back to , all right?"
The genuine look in his eyes confused Debbie. "Hayden, if you really like , then why did you choose another girl over in the first place?"
Hayden bowed his head in sha. After a mont, he looked up and pulled her into his arms. "Deb, I regret that decision every day. Only after you left did I realize how important you are to ."
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