Burning Passion: Love Never Die

The others followed at her heels.

There were a few rooms upstairs, but only the door to Debbie’s room was open. She walked in, only to find that her tidy room was now a total disaster.

Jake was nowhere to be seen and water could be heard running in the bathroom.

Debbie walled around to examine the room. When she passed by the dressing table, she saw that the lines of cosmetics had been messed up and some products were missing.

Then she pushed open the door of the bathroom, to find that the boy was playing with the missing cosmetics with the faucet on. Standing in front of the mirror, he dabbed cream all over his face until it was completely covered. He put some on his body too, but more of the product was in the sink, being slowly washed into the drain.

Debbie felt her blood rise to her face. Without thinking, she rushed up to the boy and shouted, “What are you doing?!” She turned the faucet off and attempted to snatch the remaining cream away from the boy.

However, it was already too Late. On the vanity cupboard lay face cream jars, hydration essence bottles, hydrating toner bottles…all empty.

Debbie’s face darkened. The boy got scared at the sight and threw the cream jar at Debbie.

“Bad woman! Bad woman!” he yelled.

“Shut up!” Debbie shouted.

The cream jar was smashed against her thigh. It didn’t hurt much but the rest of the cream spilled all over her clothes, making her blood boil even more.

The chaos stumped the others in the bathroom. Carlos pulled Debbie into his arms and asked, “What’s the matter?”

Debbie’s heart ached when she saw the empty cosmetic bottles and jars.

At that moment, she was too sad to say a word. The boy ran towards

Megan and started wailing. Debbie threw him a glance and gritted her teeth, trying not to explode with rage.

Those cosmetics cost an arm and a leg. Now, they were ruined by a naughty boy before she could use them even once.

Megan held the crying boy in her arms and kept comforting him. Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

“Aunt

Debbie, those were just a few bottles of cosmetics. Did you have to be so harsh on a little boy?” she said in a low voice.

‘Just a few bottles of cosmetics? They cost tens of thousands of dollars! Also, it was Carlos’ money. It was hard-earned money. Why should it be wasted like this?’ Debbie thought.

Her eyes reddened. After a deep breath, she said to Megan in a hard voice, “Call his mom.”

“What for?” Megan asked.

“Tell her what he did and ask her how she educates her son! Shouldn’t she take responsibility? I won’t ask them to compensate me for the ruined cosmetics, but shouldn’t they apologize?!” Debbie said, unintentionally raising her voice at the Last sentence. She completely lost hold of her emotions.

Megan was stunned.

“Aunt Debbie, don’t you think you are making too much of a deal over a bunch of cosmetics?” she said.