Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Debbie understood her friends. She felt stumped. After a while, she decided to call Carlos.

“Old man she began on the phone after she had excused herself and gone a little distance from her friends and

Ashley.

“Hmm? What did you just call me?” Carlos asked in a deep voice that made Debbie blush. Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Um… Ashley has brought the cards to me, but I’m afraid we can’t take them. My friends and I rarely go to a SPA,” she explained. What she said was the truth for her girl friends. They were young, lively ladies, whose skin didn’t need much of special care. Besides, Debbie had more than enough on her plate without having unnecessary troubles about her appearance.

“A girl is supposed to have an exquisite life. Do I have to tell you that?” According to what Carlos had found out, Debbie had learned to make do with the little she had, ever since her father passed away.

Such luxuries as spa treatment were things she had had to cut out completely. And she was doing just fine, until

Carlos came along. Even so, from the handsome monthly allowances he gave her, Debbie only took what was enough to cover her usual expenses.

He couldn’t stand her being so harsh on herself. It made his heart ache.

“This is just a beginning.

The title of Mrs. Hilton comes with a lot of duties and privileges as well. As my wife, you’ll have to learn the ropes. I’d take you to various social activities and to meet friends. So you have to enhance yourself on every level. Alright?”

“But…”

“If you don’t like to socialize, I won’t force you. But you have to promise me something-be good to yourself. The first step of being good to yourself is to treat yourself to something nice.”

Five minutes Later, when they hung up the phone, Debbie was convinced.

She took the cards and thanked Ashley for the delivery.

“I was just doing my job. Bye, Debbie,” Ashley replied.

After Ashley had driven away, Debbie took out two embossed boxes and handed one each to her friends.

“Here. I don’t want to take the card either, but I guess we all have to. Besides, it’s only a small sum for

Carlos anyway. He said if you don’t accept the cards, then that means you don’t see me as your friend. So, just take it, both of you.”

“But Debbie. When we were on the fifth floor of the Alioth Building the other day, we had already accepted a one-million-dollar VIP card. We really feel embarrassed to take this one as well,” Kristina said.

“I don’t know. It beats me how that capitalist’s mind works,” Debbie responded, shaking her head. She could imagine how awkward they were feeling to be forced to accept VIP cards with huge sums of money in them, especially from another woman’s husband. She would probably feel the same if she were put in the same situation.

“Never mind. Since Carlos insists, let’s just take it,” she said to her friends.

That evening, Debbie decided to have a talk with Carlos. However, she was informed by Emmett, who had just returned, that Carlos had left on a business trip and wouldn’t be back for at least a month.

With Carlos away, she was hoping to have some relief from her busy schedule. But it was not going to happen. Carlos had already organized a list of activities for her to do and bid someone to supervise her in his absence.

During the day, she had yoga and dance lessons. To make sure that she stayed busy, Carlos also arranged other various activities such as flower arrangement, tea parties, art exhibitions, bowling, women’s baseball and so on. In the evening, she was expected to have either a milk bath or a rose petal bath.