Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Chapter: 153

Debbie was rendered speechless. She could feel her mouth going dry. She
continued ascending upstairs. The light was switched off in the hallway, so she
took out her phone and used the phone's flashlight.

“I saw a movie yesterday. The male lead kills his wife's lover, dismembers him
mercilessly and hides various parts of his body in the refrigerator, under the bed,
in the closet...”

Before he could finish his sentence, her scream interrupted him.

“Carlos!”

Trying to suppress his giggle, Carlos asked, feigning innocence, “I'm here.
What's up?”

Debbie ground her teeth and cursed him inside her head, “He is such a petty
man!’ Producing a forced fake smile, she said, “I won't force you to eat durian
again. I'm sorry.”

“Uh-huh.” He walked up the stairs.

He hadn't achieved his aim yet. Pretending to be unaware of Debbie's fright, he
continued, “Do you believe in the existence of ghosts?”

Debbie fidgeted, covered his mouth with both her hands and threatened,

“Just shut your damned mouth! I don’t want to hear a word more! If you dare to
say a single word more, I swear... I swear, I'll repay in ways you can’t imagine.”
She had absolutely no idea how she was going to hurt a man who had better
martial skills than her. She looked at him with desperate eyes, as if she was
about to break open her heart.

She was not pretending; in fact, she really felt like crying her heart out.

She swore to herself that she would certainly investigate and find out who had
told Carlos that she was afraid of ghosts. She would teach that person a good
lesson after she knew who this damn guy was.

She foresaw that Carlos would definitely use her weaknesses to deal with her in
the future as well. This wasn’t the end of this.

“It's gotten very Late. Good night.” Carlos struggled his level best to fight off the
impulse to hold her in his arms and retreated towards his bedroom.

The surroundings remained eerily quiet for a few hours.

The door of Carlos’ bedroom opened from the outside abruptly. The man in the
bed swayed his lips in the dark. He kept his eyes shut, pretending to be sound
asleep.

Soon, he sensed the familiar fragrance of his wife and he heard her lying down
beside him.

Debbie approached him stealthily and stared at his face cautiously.

“Luckily, he’s asleep.

It's all his fault! I had been able to sleep on my own before he moved back into
the villa. But ever since he left me in the cemetery, my fright for the dark has
crossed every boundary imaginable.

As long as he’s lying by my side, I'm not afraid of anything anymore.

Fine! I'll sneak into his bedroom every night after he’s asleep, “ she told herself
confidently.

She adjusted her posture and made herself comfortable before she closed her
eyes and soon dozed off.

Initially, she had planned to get out of the bed and sneak back into her room
before Carlos woke up. However, when she woke up the next morning, she felt
the golden rays of the morning sun glaze her cheeks.