True Love Waits novel Chapter 118

With Debbie's assurance, Tabitha nodded in approval.

She liked her daughter-in-law. She was simple, honest but also quite perky when she was with Carlos.

Megan sat next to Carlos with her hands propped against her jaw, wearing her typical sweet smile. "Tabitha is so nice to Aunt Debbie. I'm envious," she said.

Tabitha smiled, "Megan, one day when you get married, your mother-in-law will be nice to you too."

"I'm too young to think about getting married, Tabitha," Megan replied. At that point, a housemaid handed her a cup of tea; she took it and lowered her head to take a sip.

Tabitha smiled and continued to talk with Debbie. "Which year are you in at university? Busy at school?" she asked.

"I'm in my Junior year. We're not so busy," she replied.

"What's your major?" Tabitha asked.

Just then, the housemaid with Jake upstairs ran down, flustered. "Mr. and Mrs. Huo, something's up," she reported nervously.

"What's wrong?" asked Megan.

The housemaid ignored her and looked at Debbie, saying, "The boy... Mrs. Huo, I didn't mean it. I was cleaning. I didn't notice... I tried to stop him, but he wouldn't listen..."

The housemaid was so scared she was on the verge of crying.

Debbie had an ominous feeling. She stood up and went upstairs.

The others followed at her heels.

There were a few rooms upstairs, but only the door to Debbie's room was open. She walked in, only to find that her tidy room was now a total disaster.

Jake was nowhere to be seen and water could be heard running in the bathroom.

Debbie walled around to examine the room. When she passed by the dressing table, she saw that the lines of cosmetics had been messed up and some products were missing.

Then she pushed open the door of the bathroom, to find that the boy was playing with the missing cosmetics with the faucet on. Standing in front of the mirror, he dabbed cream all over his face until it was completely covered. He put some on his body too, but more of the product was in the sink, being slowly washed into the drain.

Debbie felt her blood rise to her face. Without thinking, she rushed up to the boy and shouted, "What are you doing?!" She turned the faucet off and attempted to snatch the remaining cream away from the boy.

However, it was already too late. On the vanity cupboard lay face cream jars, hydration essence bottles, hydrating toner bottles...all empty.

Debbie's face darkened. The boy got scared at the sight and threw the cream jar at Debbie. "Bad woman! Bad woman!" he yelled.

"Shut up!" Debbie shouted.

The cream jar was smashed against her thigh. It didn't hurt much but the rest of the cream spilled all over her clothes, making her blood boil even more.

The chaos stumped the others in the bathroom. Carlos pulled Debbie into his arms and asked, "What's the matter?"