True Love Waits novel Chapter 85

"Alright, alright. I'll take a bath. Now get out of here, will ya?" Debbie said. As the saying goes, "Those who suit their actions to the times are wise." Debbie decided it wasn't a good idea to anger Carlos again.

He cast a cold glance at her before leaving the bathroom.

After locking the door, Debbie heaved a long sigh of relief. 'I thought he'd never leave, ' she thought. 'He almost got me naked!' She pondered this as she stripped off her clothing and was about to settle into the tub. It was quite warm, almost hot, so she put in one foot at a time, letting herself get used to the temperature. But it was just right to wash away the aches and pains of the day. She finally got all in, and settled into the tub. That was when she realized something was wrong. 'I'm the one who's mad at him. Why should I listen to him?'

Getting out of the bathtub, she yawned. Then she took the body wash that Carlos gave her and foamed up. Her hands left trails of foam as she ran them over her body. 'Wow, it smells like milk. I love it!' Debbie could practically taste the shower gel.

Then she washed the foam away under the shower. Her skin was not as smooth as other young girls because she had not paid special attention to it before. But after she applied the body lotion, she could feel her skin was much smoother. She might have to make a habit of this. It felt great!

Looking at her naked body in the mirror, Debbie blushed and couldn't help touching her smooth leg.

'I need to pay more attention to my skin. Otherwise, I might age quickly.'

Shrugging on her night gown, she walked out of the bathroom with wet hair. She thought Carlos would be in the study working, but actually he was sitting on her bed, answering a phone call. What was he doing here? And why was he in here anyway?

The moment she appeared, he turned his head and fixed his eyes upon her.

Debbie sat at the dressing table, opened the tube of nighttime moisturizer and squeezed out some of the goo onto her hand. 'It wouldn't do to get all wrinkled, ' she thought as she worked the lotion onto her cheeks, around her nose, her forehead, everywhere on her face. She glanced at some of the other products and decided the anti-aging SPF 20 serum would be best in the morning. Then she reached into a drawer and found her blow dryer. Then, gadget in hand, she walked into the bathroom once more.

While she was drying her hair in the bathroom, Carlos was on the phone with his assistant. "Tristan, I need three VIP cards for the spa on the fourth floor of Alkaid Building. Yeah, yeah. It's for my wife."

'Three? Oh, one for Mrs. Huo, and two for her friends.' Tristan got Carlos' point immediately and answered, "Yes, Mr. Huo."

"And build a lipstick research and development center in East District Manor, and prepare all the necessary materials. She's going to love designing her own lipstick.

Register a brand name 'Decar'. We might need it in the future.

Let's see, there was something else. Oh, I remember—she loves singing. So establish a music studio for her. Put a piano, a guitar, a digital audio workstation and other top notch equipment in it."

"Yes, Mr. Huo." Tristan was secretly shocked, though. 'Since when did Mr. Huo become a slave to his wife?'

Carlos, however, was still pondering how he could be nicer to Debbie. 'She likes martial arts, but I don't think she needs it anymore. After all, I'll protect her in the future. She doesn't need to lift a finger to do that.'

"Ah, one more thing. I need you to hand off your duties to someone else, including the tasks I just gave you. I need you to go and find me something. It is a rough diamond of pale blue. I saw it at auction once." The gem was pale blue and as clear as water. Carlos hadn't paid much attention to it back then.

If memory served him, pale blue was Debbie's favorite color.

"Yes, Mr. Huo!" Tristan answered.

"Get it no matter how much it costs!"

"Yes, Mr. Huo."

Having dried her hair, Debbie walked out of the bathroom and saw Carlos set his phone down on the nightstand. Standing beside the bed, she asked, "Not going back to your bedroom?"

Without answering her question, he reached out and pulled her into his arms.

The girl smelled like milk, turning him on.

He lowered his head and was about to kiss her on the lips, but she turned her head and the kiss landed on her cheek instead. He looked at her and said, "I told you before, we're a couple. I want you. Get on the bed."

"No! Listen, I agreed to sleep in the villa instead of the dorm like you wanted. Keep it in your pants."