Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Chapter: 150

Besides appointing her as the lawful owner of the club, he'd also gradually turn
more and more shares to her. Whichever the case, she’d be taking home huge
bonuses.

Debbie didn’t know how to turn his tempting offer down. The business offer aside,
his chiseled Looks were so inviting, she feared she'd give in to him at any
moment.

With a blushed face, she leaned back to keep him at arm's Length.

“There’s no pressure to appoint me the owner. That points me in a bad light. I'm
not a gold digger. How about this? As long as you don’t make me the owner, I
won't divorce you,” she offered. To be honest, it was not a bad idea to have a
husband Like Carlos. He was handsome, rich and powerful.

“Just the right response that I wanted, “ thought Carlos. He heaved a sigh of relief
that he managed to have her rule out divorce. However he kept calm and
composed.

“Don't bother bargaining with me. I don’t think you're capable of it yet. I can
assure you that you'll be the owner of the club. And forget about the divorce, as
that's impossible.”

“No! Why is he being so bossy?’ Debbie rolled her eyes.

Soon, the durian pizza was served. The aroma made her drool as she picked up
the pizza cutter in a hurry.

Just as she was about to cut the pizza, Carlos took the cutter from her hand.

By the time she raised her head to object, she realized he had already rolled his
sleeves up. He cut the pizza in an elegant manner.

Then he picked up a slice of pizza and put it onto Debbie's plate. The little
gesture touched her. To her, such small acts of kindness meant a lot.

All her life, she had always been an independent girl, who was used to living on
her own. Apart from her Late father, she had never depended on a soul. As such,
that simple courtesy from Carlos was something she appreciated.

Much of the time, the men in her life tended to be cautious about her
independent nature and they ended up not being much helpful. For example, her
best buddy, Jared, had never treated her Like a girl who could use a bit of
chivalry.

As for Hayden, whom she had dated for two years, they had never eaten
anything fancy together. In fact, she had been the one who provided everything
in that relationship. ALL that Hayden did was to drain her, always taking things
from her. A boring, self-serving man.

“Why not eat?” asked Carlos, who had already sliced the pizza into pieces.
When he realized Debbie was distracted, he dropped the cutter just hard enough
to jerk her back to the present.

Embarrassed at her lapse, Debbie tried to act calm as she picked up her knife
and fork. After several bites, she noticed that Carlos didn't eat.

“Please have some,” she offered.

Then she stretched her hand to pick up Carlos’ knife and fork which he had
pushed away. But he stopped her.

“No need for that,” he politely declined her offer.

In reality, he was not a big fan of durian. Almost loathed the stuff.

“But I ordered for both of us.” It was a large-sized pizza, a little too much for one
person, in addition to the other food she had ordered.

Looking her straight in the eye, Carlos reached out his hand and gently took her
fork with the piece of pizza on it.

Abroad smile forming on his lips, he took a careful bite, catching

Debbie by surprise once more. she stammered.