It was such a heavy blow that Debbie went right to the floor.

Lying there, she raised her head and saw the anger in James' eyes. His face was twisted in rage. ‘Huh! How ironic this is. I slapped Megan this morning, and now the slap has been returned to me. Karma is a bitch, ' she thought bitterly.

Tabitha and Tristan were both taken aback by James' action.

"James, why did you hit her?" Tabitha asked, trembling.

Tristan hung up immediately and helped Debbie to her feet.

James pointed at Debbie and barked, “Is this how you take care of my son? As his wife, what have you done for him? Nothing!"

Debbie sneered, "Learn the truth first before you point your finger at others. Your son got wounded because of Megan, not me."

The expression on James' face worsened.

"Don't talk back to me! Look how rude you are. Carlos has spoiled you too much. Why didn't you stop him? This is ridiculous! He is a CEO now, not a soldier. Why did he want to be part of this mission?"

Debbie laughed. She looked at James sarcastically.

“I was explaining the situation to you and you call that talking back? I didn't even know that he was going on a mission. How was I supposed to stop him? Since you are Carlos' father, I won't hit you back this time. But I won't tolerate it if you ever Lay a finger on me again."

Debbie's warning made James angrier. He raised his hand to slap her again. Tristan nerved himself to grab his wrist and said, "James,

Debbie is telling the truth. She knew nothing about the mission. If you want to talk about it, why not wait until Carlos wakes up? You can ask him directly."

James shook Tristan's hand off and continued to insult Debbie.

"I know how much money Carlos has spent on you, you blood-sucking harpy. You asked him for a huge ring, you wear only designer clothes worth hundreds of thousands of dollars. You even made him buy you a limited edition watch to apologize to you. What right do you have to do all this?"

Debbie clenched her fists and demanded, “I am a blood-sucking harpy?

You want to know what my rights are? What about you?" She looked James directly in the eye and went on, “You are my father-in-law, and yet, you asked the servants to put birth control pills in my food for a really long time. Right now, Carlos is lying in there unconscious, but as his father, you don't even try to check on him. ALL you want to do is bellow at me. What kind of father are you?"

"You!" James raised his hand again. Tristan and Tabitha stopped him.

“James, let's go check on Carlos," Tabitha persuaded.

“How? He is in the ICU, and this is not visiting hours. We can't get in."

The fierce conflict between the two had drawn a lot of gazes. Tabitha looked at Debbie resignedly and asked, “Can you leave for now?"

“No! I'll only leave when Carlos is out of danger and has been transferred to the general ward." Needless for them to say, she had already decided to Leave by then.

James snorted, “Shameless!”

‘Why should I put up with his insults like this?’ she thought angrily.

She lifted her fist to strike James. Tristan saw it. He let go of James immediately and stood in front of her.