Burning Passion: Love Never Die

The other secretaries all averted their gazes nervously and resumed their work.

Debbie wriggled out of Carlos' embrace.

"I want to-" She meant to say that she wanted to catch up with Dixon.

But before she could finish the sentence, Carlos interrupted her.

"Chatting at work isn't allowed. His salary will be deducted. Do you want that for him?"

Debbie pouted.

*Just admit you're jealous, and stop making excuses, Tristan mused when he heard what Carlos said.

Dixon waved to Debbie with a smile and pointed at the file in his hand, indicating that he had to go back to work. Debbie Let out a sigh and followed Carlos back into his office.

After closing the door behind her, she put the food containers on the desk in a sullen manner and said, "Here! Eat When Carlos glanced at the containers filled with food, he was taken back to four years ago. 

Back then, Debbie was much sweeter and more obedient, unlike now when she was defiant and bossy.

Even so, Carlos was touched by her gesture and pecked her on the Lips and said, "Thank you, honey."

Debbie had good intentions when she made the dishes for Carlos.

However, after the way he acted a few moments ago when she was with

Dixon, she had become annoyed with him. Debbie was so irritated that she was going to let him open the containers of food himself. Then she remembered how busy Carlos had been lately, and her heart softened.

When Carlos went to wash his hands, she opened up all the containers of food and laid the various dishes out for him on the desk.

There were three vegetable dishes along with fish wonton.

Carlos sat down and took the chopsticks that she handed to him.

"Why did you come over? Have you eaten?"

"Yes, I have eaten. I've got the day off today, but I have to go to a fashion show tonight." Debbie watched him eating, and subconsciously she was planning a reunion with Dixon, Jared, and Kasie in her mind.

"Okay," Carlos replied. He seemed to be enjoying the dishes and ate one wonton at a time.

After staring absently at him for a while, Debbie asked, "When did

Dixon come back? He's much more handsome than before. He has the urban look about him and seems capable. What position does he hold now? How much will he make in a year? You'll pay him, right?"

Carlos gave her a sharp look.

"Why do you care so much about Dixon?"