Wesley said bluntly. Talking obliquely was never his thing.
Raised at the military residential quarters and having grown up to be a
serviceman, he was even less tactful than Carlos. Debbie didn’t know whether
she should laugh or cry at his words.
“Wesley, Megan should be the one apologizing, not me.” Even Carlos couldn't
make her apologize. Wesley was just wasting his breath.
He said in a serious tone, “Megan is just a Little girl. You should be more tolerant
with her. Besides, she’s the one in the hospital right now, not you.”
“Wesley, you and your friends are all biased towards her. You don’t even care
who's right and who's wrong when it comes to Megan, do you?”
Debbie asked with a glare. Just because he and Carlos treasured Megan didn’t
mean that they could cover for all her mistakes. And there was no way that
Debbie would apologize to her.
Wesley cast Debbie a complicated look. Then he said, “I'm sorry,
Debbie.” With that, he trotted towards the military vehicle in a standard military
style and opened the back door, as if saying, “Get in, please.”
Debbie's anger grew. “What the hell? Is he gonna force me to apologize to
Megan even though she is the one who is in the wrong?
Does he think I will gladly get into the vehicle just because he asked me to? I
don't even Listen to my own husband. What makes him think that
1 will ever Listen to him? How big a pushover does he think I am?’
Wesley, new semester begins in two days. I'm going to buy some new stationery.
Show yourself around the manor if you want.”
Debbie turned to walk towards her car.
Wesley, however, caught up with her after several strides and closed her car door
which she had just opened. He stood rigidly in front of it.
“What? You want a fight?” asked Debbie. She didn’t give a damn about his status
or rank.
Wesley was about to say something when his phone rang. He took the call and
simply said, “I'm at your manor.”
“I know,” responded Carlos, as he walked into the elevator.
“I'm warning you, don't you dare harm a hair on my wife's head.”
Wesley looked at Debbie and then replied, “Don’t worry, I respect her.
That's why I'm politely asking her to get into my car.”
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“She must come to the hospital with me today.”