True Love Waits novel Chapter 482

"Yeah. Wesley quit the military. He's planning to study in England. He'll probably drop by before he leaves, saying goodbye to his family. After that, he won't be back for a long time," Carlos said. So, Blair would be safe staying with the Li family. Wesley wouldn't have to know.

Debbie was speechless. 'Poor Wesley. Good luck to you, ' she prayed, shaking her head.

But then, she suddenly realized something. Wesley would be taken in by the same trick, something she'd done to Carlos, too.

As she was thinking, she sensed Carlos' intent gaze. She tilted her head and met his deep eyes. Piggy slumbered in his arms.

"Why... Why are you staring at me?" Debbie uneasily touched the tip of her nose, and leaned her head against the glass window of her car door.

Carlos asked sarcastically, "The whole Li family is keeping a secret from Wesley. Sound familiar?"

Debbie was taken aback. Did he read her mind?

"Didn't think I knew?" Carlos asked a bit angrily. But deep down, he felt happy to see Debbie's frustrated face. She had been ordering him around and giving him the cold shoulder these days. Finally, he had a chance to fight back.

The young mother felt guilty. She decided to pretend to be innocent. "What do you mean?"

He flashed a smile and pulled her closer to him. Looking down at her in an arrogant manner, he scoffed, "Don't play dumb. My mom, Xavier, Yates, Ivan and the others knew your marriage was fake. I didn't. They kept the secret. I was the odd man out, like poor Wesley."

Debbie felt embarrassed. Since Carlos had figured it out, it was pointless for her to hide it anymore. "How did you know?" 'But wait... Everyone knew I didn't love Ivan, and my wedding to Ivan was part of my plan to win Carlos back. But not everyone knew the licenses were fake, ' Debbie thought to herself.

"That's not the point. The point is, you're good, aren't you? You had them all charmed—Xavier, Yates and even my mom. You got them to play along with you." Thinking of this, Carlos really wanted to punish her now, but...he didn't dare. He kissed her forehead with force, as if he were protesting how she treated him.

Debbie chuckled. "Hey, don't blame me. Not my idea."

He sighed resignedly. "Blame you?"

Suppressing her laughter, Debbie pretended to be indifferent. "Yes, blame me. You're good at holding grudges. Let go of me. I want to get out."

The car had arrived at the manor. Debbie got out first. Then Carlos carried the sleeping Piggy out and caught up to her.

The housemaids grabbed the suitcases and carried them into the villa. As they walked inside, Debbie gently patted the little girl's back and said, "Piggy, baby... We're home. Wake up. Grandma's here."

Miranda knew they were coming home today, so she was waiting at the manor.

Piggy slowly opened her eyes. She looked at Debbie and swept her gaze around the house with her sleepy eyes. In a haze, she called out, "Mommy..." But then, she cradled her dad's neck and went right to sleep again.

Blame it on the jet lag—the little girl seemed really drowsy. Carlos said, "Let her sleep for a while longer. I'll put her to bed upstairs."

Debbie nodded in agreement.

Miranda asked in a low voice, "How long has she been asleep? If she sleeps now, she'll be up all night."

"A hair over ten minutes," Debbie said as she changed into her slippers and walked into the living room with Miranda.

"Okay then. Let her sleep."

After tucking his daughter into the quilt in the kids' room, Carlos came downstairs. He told Miranda, "Debbie and I aren't having dinner at home tonight, Mom. Get the chef to cook up something for you and Evelyn."

Miranda nodded and asked casually, "Going out?"