Debbie sneered, “What do I want? I want to kill you! If it weren't for you, Carlos wouldn't have agreed to go on this insane task when he is already wounded. If it weren't for you, he wouldn't have to put his life on the line. You are making him do this!"

She squatted and picked up a piece of the broken glass

She stared at it. How much she wanted to stab the glass into Megan's heart.

Megan's face went pale. She opened the door to the bathroom so that she could run and hide inside.

“Debbie, don't do anything stupid. You wilt have to die for it if you kill me."

"True. So, I won't kill you. Don't worry." Dropping the glass onto the floor, Debbie stood up

Megan was relieved to hear it.

Debbie warned her, "This is the last time my husband risks his life for you. If the gangsters are all taken out, count yourself lucky. Once

Carlos comes back, I will never allow him to do this kind of thing again. If the gangsters escape, well, sucks to be you. But don't worry,

I'm not ungrateful. I'll always remember what your parents did for

Carlos. I'll have you sent to someplace where they will never find you and make sure you Live comfortably. Either way, you will leave

Alorith." ‘And leave Carlos.’

If Megan was content with being his niece, Debbie would have protected her along with Carlos.

But she was not. Debbie couldn't stand to watch Carlos risk his life again and again, especially for someone like her

“No, I will never leave Alorith!" Megan shouted.

"There's no way you can make me leave Carlos! I love him. I can only be happy if I see him every day."

Debbie was already unstable because she knew that Carlos was involved in something dangerous at that very moment. She was on the verge of a breakdown, and when she heard Megan say that she loved Carlos, Debbie lost all her control. She darted towards Megan and slapped her hard across the face.

"Shut your bloody pie hole! You don't deserve him!"

Megan fell to the floor from the force of her slap. Covering her reddened cheek, she retreated backwards and yelled, "How dare you hit met!"

“So what? What are you gonna do about it? Call Carlos and ask him to divorce me? Go ahead." Debbie would be glad if Megan could get a hold of Carlos. At least then, she would know whether he was safe or not and when he would come back home.

"You think I couldn't do that? You're rude and uncivilized. I will do everything I can to make Uncle Carlos leave you!" With that, she grabbed her phone from the table and dialed Carlos' number.

Debbie assumed that his phone would be switched off just like how it had been when she had called him a million times. Unexpectedly, the call connected. Megan put her phone on speaker.

“Megan, what's up?" It was Damon who answered the call.

"Uncle Damon, where are you? Aunt Debbie is trying to kill me. Help me,

Uncle Damon!"