“Debbie, this is a hospital and

Carlos is still unconscious. Calm down," he whispered in her ear.

Suddenly, Debbie felt dizzy. Her head spun uncontrollably. Her legs were too weak to support her, and she collapsed onto Tristan's shoulder.

Tristan was flustered.

“Debbie what's wrong?" he asked as he led her towards the bench.

Debbie closed her eyes a moment, trying to clear her head and regain some strength. Then she waved her hand and replied, “I'm fine."

James spoke with a cold snort.

"Even as a married woman, you flirt with another man in public. How much shame do you intend to bring on this family? This is outrageous!"

Tristan Let go of Debbie's arm quickly and stepped away from her

“James, it's not what you think. Debbie hasn't eaten anything since

Carlos was brought here. She isn't feeling well."

Debbie Leaned back against the bench with her eyes closed, trying to hold her temper. If anything, she just wanted James to get out of her sight. He was the worst father she had ever met.

At that moment of tension, Damon came back from Wesley's ward after visiting him. He smiled at James and Tabitha, and greeted them. James acted as normal as he could.

When Damon turned to Debbie, he saw the slap mark on her face. Shocked, he asked, “Pepper Debbie! Which son of a bitch had the nerve to slap you?! He must have a death wish if he's brave enough to slap Carlos’ beloved wife. Carlos is powerful enough to wipe out anyone off the face of the earth. What kind of fool would take that risk?"

“Pfft!" Debbie burst into laughter when she heard Damon cussing James without knowing it. Her anger evaporated.

James and Tabitha stood there, embarrassed. But Damon didn't notice. He continued, “What are you Laughing about? Tell me who hit you, and I'tL beat the shit out of that bastard! No one can treat you like this!"

“It was me," a familiar voice came from behind Damon.

Damon knew who it was. Dumbstruck, he looked at Debbie for confirmation. There was a smirk on her face.

He apologized immediately, “I'm so sorry, James. I didn't know that it was you. I thought it might have been someone else. I never would have said that if I knew it was you."

James' face was hideous, like he had just accidentally eaten a fly. He snorted and sat on the nearest bench.

Not long after, Carlos’ condition stabilized, and he was transferred to a VIP ward.

The doctors assured them that Carlos was out of danger and that he just needed to recuperate. Debbie felt a weight lift off her chest.

Soon, Carlos' ward was crammed with visitors. Silently, Debbie took out her phone and booked the earliest flight back to England for the next morning.

After midnight, Debbie asked Tristan to take her back to the manor.

When she got out of the car, Tristan couldn't help asking, “Debbie, why did you Leave the hospital?”