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Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Chapter 218
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By now, she didn’t think it necessary for them to talk about what had been going on between them recently.

“I have to go back to school. Letgo,” she said.

Carlos didn’t move.

“Are you done with the drama?”

“Drama! Drama your ass!’ she cursed in her heart.

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“Yes, I’m done.”

They were just a nominal couple after all. She shouldn’t take everything seriously. At least that offered her sconsolation.

“You’re upset,” Carlos declared.

“No, I’m not. You’re reading too much into it,” Debbie denied.

Even so, Carlos knew he was right. He eventually released her, but didn’t allow her to go. He made her sit on his lap and wrapped his right arm around her waist.

Annoyed, Debbie rolled her eyes. ‘What now?”

To which Carlos asked, “Why did you give the lipsticks back?”

“Why should I keep them?” she retorted curtly.

“They were a gift for you, and it pissedoff that you didn’t appreciate my effort. That’s insulting.”

Debbie sneered, “Huh! Was it a must that I accept them? Get over yourself! I can say no to anyone, okay?”

Nonetheless, she actually started regretting giving those Lipsticks away. She really Loved the brand and colors, not to mention that now

Megan had them. The idea made her wish she could collect them back.

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But then she recalled Megan kissing Carlos and how calm Carlos had been. The kiss must have happened a lot of times and he must have becaccustomed to it.

Ignoring her hostile tone, Carlos ordered, “You have no right to throw away gifts that have costan arm and a leg!”

“That depends.” Debbie finally got a chance to negotiate with Carlos, who was trying to read what was going on in her mind.

ALL of a sudden, Debbie wasn’t angry anymore. She locked her arms around his neck and observed, “I have three terms.”

Debbie might have forgotten that Carlos was a successful businessman.

How was it possible for him to agree to trade one term for three terms.

“No problem. But to be fair, you have to agree with my three terms too,” Carlos said firmly.

Three for three, it sounded fair, but why did she feel she had missed something? And she didn’t know exactly what was wrong.