True Love Waits novel Chapter 336

Debbie stared at the phone screen, waiting patiently. After a long while, she finally got the notification that her friend request was agreed by the other end.

A big smile crept across her face. 'I know, Carlos can't be that heartless to me. It's just his ego playing tricks here, ' she thought happily.

She quickly sent a WeChat message to that account. "Hi, Mr. Handsome. It's me."

As she waited for his reply, she tapped his WeChat Moments to browse his posts. The big smile on her face froze all of a sudden when she saw one of the posts.

Like his old habits, he seldom updated his Moments. And on the few occasions when he did update, it was all about the ZL Group. Except for one odd post with a picture of Stephanie. Quite unusual for the man that Debbie knew.

The picture was posted last month, and even though there were no words to caption it, the picture itself was enough to make Debbie sad. Obviously, they were showing off their affection. On the assumption that she shared no common friends with Carlos on WeChat, she decided to leave a comment since nobody else would see it. "Mr. Handsome, can you delete this post? It pains my heart seeing the picture. My stomach churns too. My head throbs and my whole body aches," she wrote.

It took longer for Carlos to reply. But just when she decided he wasn't going to write back, an indifferent response popped up under her comment.

"Keep on with your feelings. They no longer mean anything to me." Debbie was incensed. What a heartless man!

'Carlos Huo, keep on snubbing me. One of these days, I'll teach you a lesson. Pray that you don't ever come back to me!' she swore in her mind.

Then, she sent Carlos ten-odd pictures from three years ago, when they were still an item. She typed a message in the end. "I have a few more of our intimate pics on my phone, but I'm not sending you now. Should you come back into my life, those are absolutely the best pics that I'm saving for last. For the time being, I don't see the need for sending them."

Looking at the photos, Carlos frowned.

That woman didn't lie to him. Five of those pictures were their romantic selfies; three of them showed their affectionate kisses in different places; and another three of them were taken in New York.

In all those photos, he looked at the woman with eyes full of tenderness while she sweetly smiled back.

The affection in their eyes was so evident that anyone could easily tell they were a couple, in deep love.

As Carlos pored over those pictures, his phone beeped several times, receiving more intimate photos.

Of course, the male lead was him and the female lead was Debbie, and the background was...on a bed. More surprisingly, it seemed he was the one taking provocative selfies.

Had they even lived together? Were they so close to each other in the past?

At first, Debbie wasn't planning to send those intimate photos. But after hesitating for a few moments, she made up her mind. Sending them all would be more convincing to prove their relationship.

Mischievously, she added a love emoticon with the caption, "Sizzling hot it was. Anyway, for my privacy, don't leak any of these. I need some respect, you know." Generally, Debbie was a well-behaved girl. But she wouldn't mind sending nudes to him.

When he saw her message, a question popped up in Carlos' mind. 'Does she mean that I don't want my privacy? I'm the male lead in the pics!'

That night, Debbie couldn't fall asleep. She was grateful to have finally found his phone number and WeChat account. But she worried that in her excitement she might turn him off with much talk. Had she bugged him too much today?

After turning and tossing on bed for several hours, Debbie couldn't bear it anymore. To kill boredom, she sent him one more message, even though he hadn't replied to her previous one yet. "Mr. Handsome, where have you gone for your business trip? Please tell me and I'll come see you. I promise I won't disturb your work."

Knowing that Stephanie wasn't staying by his side now, Debbie thought it would be a golden chance for her to chase him.

After sending the message, she checked the time. It was already two o'clock in the morning. She guessed Carlos might have already slept.

Frustrated, Debbie gloomily locked her phone screen and held her daughter in her arms. All was quiet in the dead of night. The only comforting thing for her was the warmth of her daughter.

'Little angel, you're my strength. Let's pray and hope to get your daddy back to us soonest, okay?' she talked to Piggy in her mind.

As the night rolled away, Debbie slowly drifted off at around three o'clock.

The next day, much to her surprise, she received Carlos' reply in the afternoon, while she worked at the recording studio. "Didn't you want to help me recover my memory? I'm at Star Trade Building now. I'm free tonight. You can come and show me around," he wrote.