Burning Passion: Love Never Die

“What happened?” Carlos asked again.

“Did you get hurt?”

“I didn’t…” Debbie hesitated, trying to find the right words to say to reassure him. But before she could finish her sentence, Carlos pulled her towards him. Yelling in protest, Debbie fell into his strong arms.

“I’m taking you to the hospital now!” he announced firmly.

‘What is wrong with her?’ Carlos mused. ‘She’s bleeding, and instead of going to the hospital, she is running up the stairs to her room. What does she want to do?* Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

“No! Don’t take me to the hospital! Let go of me! Listen—” Debbie was getting angry, as her pleas were continuously ignored.

Disregarding her resistance, Carlos scooped Debbie up in his arms and carried her towards the gates. While he was changing his shoes, she explained in a hurry, “I didn’t get hurt, Carlos. My aunt Flo is visiting.”

Eyebrows furrowed, he looked at her in confusion.

“Aunt Flo? You have an aunt named Flo?” ‘And what does her aunt Flo have anything to do with her bleeding?’ he thought to himself.

Embarrassed, Debbie rolled her eyes at him.

“No, I don’t have an aunt called Flo. My period is coming today.”

“Your period?”

It was obvious that Carlos still didn’t understand.

He shook his head. When he was about to open the gate and take her outside, she couldn’t bear it anymore and blurted, “Menstruation! Do you understand now?”

Carlos abruptly stopped walking, noticeably stiffening at her words.

He put her down immediately. More precisely, she was dropped on the floor. Luckily, Debbie was quick enough to steady herself.

With an emotionless face, Carlos looked at both of his hands as if checking for blood. It was the first time he had been in such an awkward situation; he didn’t know how to respond.

“Oh, relax. There is no blood on your hands or on your clothes!” Debbie snapped, angered by his childish reaction. She had made an effort not to let her blood dirty his hands or clothes.

Unable to read his expression, Debbie walked up the stairs to her bedroom. Carlos, however, continued to stand there, stunned and motionless.

Having taken a shower and gotten changed, Debbie came back downstairs.

Carlos had already finished his breakfast and was reading a newspaper in the dining hall. Debbie was about to exit the villa when he called out, “Come and have breakfast.”

With a bowl in her hands, Julie walked out of the kitchen and towards the girl with a smile.

“Debbie, Carlos said you’re on your period and asked me to make a bowl of hot ginger soup for you. Please come and drink it.”

‘Mmm?’ Debbie was surprised. Not believing her ears, she turned to look at the man, who was intently reading the newspaper as if not having heard Julie.

“Since the soup is ready, I’d better drink it first. I don’t want to be rude.’ Debbie walked toward the dining table and sat down. Seeing the hot soup in front of her, she gave Julie a sweet smile.