True Love Waits novel Chapter 508

After Carlos had a shower and climbed onto bed, Debbie couldn't hold back her curiosity anymore. She snuggled up to him and asked, "Old man, now that we're alone, you can tell me why you preferred a son to a daughter back then."

Carlos put his arm under her neck, pulled her closer to him and started to explain. "Back then, you were a rebellious teen. You drank a lot, played truant, and fought with others. I was afraid that if we had a daughter, she would be the same as you. It's not that I wouldn't love her. It's because I wouldn't know how to discipline her, whereas boys are different. If it was a son and he defied me, I could just beat him whenever he stirred up trouble."

In the end, Debbie gave birth to a daughter, and Carlos was right. He could do nothing to Evelyn.

Evelyn was like a queen, and he was like her slave. He would provide her with the best things that money could buy, and all of her heart's desires were granted.

"Carlos Huo! Are you saying that if we had a son, you would beat him as you wish?" Debbie asked, raising her voice. Now that she knew what Carlos would do to discipline their son, she felt relieved that they had a female child.

Carlos chuckled and whispered in her ear, "No, no, no. Of course, I'd be nice to our son. After all, beating him would break your heart."

Little did he know that what he just said would come back to haunt him in the future.

His warm breath made her ear itchy. She rubbed it and said, "I hope you'll keep your word."

"Of course."

Debbie adjusted her position to make herself comfortable, and then she realized that she was rather hungry. During supper, she had been preoccupied with why Carlos had preferred a son, and she had eaten very little pondering over it. 'I'll get fat if I eat something at this late hour, ' she thought. For the sake of maintaining her lovely figure, she decided to go to sleep. "Hey, I want to sleep. Tell me a bedtime story."

Her rumbling stomach made Carlos chuckle. "All right. I have an interesting story," he said with a cunning smile.

"Hmm."

"Once upon a time, there was a young swordsman. He left his home, hoping to make a name for himself."

Debbie's stomach grumbled again, and she held her waist. The hunger pangs were torture.

Carlos raised an eyebrow mischievously and continued, "One day, he entered a restaurant and ordered braised beef, spicy diced chicken, sweet and sour pork ribs, fried crab with pepper, seaweed soup—"

"Stop!" Debbie yelled. "Carlos Huo! You did that on purpose!"

"Yeah!" Carlos admitted without hesitation. "There are new dishes served on the fifth floor of the Alioth Building. Wanna give it a try?"

Debbie swallowed her saliva before answering cheerfully, "Yes!"

So at eleven in the evening, Carlos and Debbie arrived on the fifth floor of the Alioth Building, and they ordered all the new dishes.

After the meal, Debbie was so full that she had to support herself against Carlos as they left.

When they got home, she threw herself onto the bed, whereas Carlos, being a germophobe, went straight to the bathroom to have a shower.

With her hands on her bloated belly, she gazed up at the ceiling. Feeling guilty for overeating, she decided to do some exercise for fear that she might gain weight.

When she heard the running water in the bathroom, she suddenly remembered that she saw a post online saying that having sex would help keep you in shape.

As a result, Carlos had a wonderful night. To burn even more calories, she took the initiative. All Carlos needed to do was lie there and enjoy the sex.

He felt like he was on cloud nine and wished that it could last forever. However, on the third day, she quit.

The problem was that Carlos had an insatiable appetite for sex, and she was unable to meet his demands. It was much easier for her to keep fit by working out.

Carlos had cut back a lot of Debbie's workload, but she still managed to find plenty of things to do. After her concert, even though it was dark outside, she went to her company.

She entered the vice general manager's office, sat opposite Wyatt Xu, and threw a stack of papers on the desk before him. "Mr. Xu, you can't just turn down most of my offers just because Carlos said so," she complained, pursing her lips.

Wyatt Xu looked at her and nodded. "You're right."