Burning Passion: Love Never Die

“You're a grown woman. You should take your own responsibility when there’s a
problem instead of blaming others, understand?”
Apparently pissed off, Debbie laughed sarcastically. Grabbing the pillow from
behind her back, she threw it at Carlos angrily.
“To hell with your “blaming others’! Get out of my sight! I don’t ever want to see
you again! Ever!”
Unflappable, Carlos didn’t duck. The pillow softly hit him.
“Get some rest.” With those three words, he picked the pillow up, tossed it on the
sofa, and left.
Left alone, Debbie's eyes reddened. One of the most enjoyable feelings she had
with Carlos was his constant reassurances. It was a priceless part of the
relationship. Made her feel like a princess. But when he ignored her, it made her
feel Like a weed in his backyard. Something which he didn’t give a damn about
and could as well be trampled under feet.
Her phone had been destroyed in the accident, so when Debbie was left alone in
the ward, she had nothing to do but aimlessly switch between
TV channels. Yet, she didn't find anything of interest.
When she finally got bored with the telly, and Carlos had been gone for more
than one hour, she decided to get out of bed to play on the computer in the ward.
Leaving the TV on, she heavy-heartedly dragged herself out of bed and sat at the
computer. That was when the TV in the background drew her attention.
“CEO of Hilton Group, Mr. Carlos, is present at the fashion show.” Instantly she
turned to check what was on the news.
On Alorith Fashion Satellite TV, an international fashion show was being
broadcast live.
Countless cameras were on Carlos, the grim-looking, well-dressed man.
His date wore a cloud dress and white stilettos. Arm in arm, they walked on the
red carpet towards the venue.
Watching all this, Debbie couldn't help but move closer to the TV.
But there was no mistaking the woman next to him-Portia!
Walking beside Carlos, the ever proud and aloof woman enjoyed the envious
gazes from everywhere, obvious excitement written all over her porcelain face.
Clenching her hands tightly, Debbie wanted to smash the TV.
“Didn't he say he always kept a low profile? Didn't he say he never allowed the
media to take pictures of him? Then what the hell is this?! Everything he says is a
lie!
He is a lying, cheating son of a bitch!’
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Even after he and Portia had sat in
their VIP seats, the reporters kept on
taking pictures of the two. After all, it
was rare for Carlos to be willing to
face cameras. Besides, he and Portia
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Previously, there was Olga, and then
Megan, and now, Portia! Carlos,

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aren't you a philandering old dog?!
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Portia was never nice to her. And now she was wrapping her arm around
Carlos’ in public, for the whole world to see!
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Unable to take in the eyesore
anymore, Debbie grabbed a glass
form the bedside cupboard and
smashed it angrily against the TV,
sending the nurses gasping in shock.
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