Chapter 398 I'm Tired

Debbie's words shocked everyone. They wondered why she would get married all of a sudden. And who was she getting married to?

But whoever it was, the key point was that Debbie would be married soon.

Carlos and Debbie stared at each other in silence. After what felt like an eternity, he shifted his gaze away from her. Suppressing all sorts of mixed emotions within his heart, he threw out one simple word, "Yes."

'Yes...

He agreed...'

Debbie cried, tears gushing out from her eyes uncontrollably. 'He agreed to give me away to another man.'

Her heart bled. A voice cried out hysterically inside her head, 'Who can save me now? Who can make Carlos love me like he used to? Please, help me!'

Finally, the farce was over and the others left. Debbie was rooted to the spot, her face drenched in tears and her mind deep in sorrow. Through her blurry eyes, she saw a familiar figure. It was Kinsley.

When there was not much traffic, he crossed the road and ran up to Debbie.

"I'm so sorry, Debbie. I failed to hook up with Stephanie. But they haven't gotten married yet, right? I still have a chance. I can win her over before they get married!" Kinsley comforted her. He didn't want to accept defeat, at least for Debbie's sake.

Debbie shook her head absent-mindedly. She looked towards the side of the road where Ramona was supposed to be, but her depressed mother was nowhere to be found. Maybe she had been taken away by the Lu family.

Looking back at Kinsley, she said, "You don't need to do that anymore. I'm tired."

Kinsley didn't know what to say.

Carlos had already done everything to get back at her. All the pain she felt today was caused by him. After all, she had been pestering him for quite a while now, and had done everything to ruin James, which had resulted in the turmoil within ZL Group. James and Tabitha were almost divorced due to all this. To the amnesic Carlos, what Debbie had done challenged his patience.

And he used the best weapon to get his revenge on her—no violence, no blood, no physical harm. Just mental torture. He knew what she loved and wanted the most, and he mercilessly tore her hope apart and left her disillusioned. He threw her into the abyss of despair and sorrow.

To torture her, he used all means necessary.

But she could do nothing. She ignored his heartlessness and continued to treat

r woman. So, it doesn't really matter who I marry. It's all the same to me now."

Carlos looked at her pain-stricken face without speaking.

When he didn't respond, Debbie asked, "So, when's your wedding?" She didn't hear the MC announce their wedding date during their engagement ceremony.

Carlos felt something churn in his heart. "Not sure yet. I have too much work to do."

That was true. He had been restored as the CEO only a few days back. His schedule was tight, with not even enough time for a proper meal. He almost had to sleep over at the company.

Seeing his weary face, Debbie felt her heartstrings tug. Carlos was always a busy bee. He could hardly spare any time to travel with her back then. She knew that it wasn't because he didn't want to accompany her. It was just that he was too busy. She remembered the time when she was studying in England, he had promised to fly there to accompany her, but he never could make it. In the end, when she got pregnant, he made her stay back in Y City.

Coming back to the present, she reminded him again, "All right. Do remember to attend my wedding next month." After that, Debbie stopped talking and meddled with her phone until he finished eating.

After tidying up his clothes, he looked at Debbie, who was putting away the things on the table. He said coldly, "You don't need to prepare lunch for me anymore. I can have my lunch at my convenience."

Debbie's smile froze on her face. Suppressing the pain in her heart, she smiled bitterly. "If you don't want to see me, I can pass the lunch to Frankie."