“No, I'm not. Don't interrupt me. I really do want to punch your father black and blue, but he's your father. I can't do that. I will tolerate him for now. Let me tell you a secret about your father. He had an affair with a woman. I saw it with my own eyes while in New York.”

Carlos was surprised that Debbie already knew about it. ‘You are so tight-lipped, Debbie. How long would you have kept it from me if you weren't drunk right now?' he wondered.

“Your mom treats me well. Don't put him into jail for her sake. Okay?

And as for Lewis...Was it you who exposed his scandals?"

As Debbie spoke on the phone, she gulped down two more glasses of wine.

“Mmm...this is good. You never let me drink. Anyway, you're so far away. You can't punish me... Hey...why did I even call? No, that's not right. I'm pissed, so I didn't call. Did you call me?"

Carlos had walked back to his office as he listened to the drunken woman babbling. He closed the door and patiently waited for her to finish.

"Yes, I called you."

“Where was I? Oh...right! Don't charge your father and Lewis with anything. You feel me? If you don't listen to me, I‘1l find someone else who will. You aren't here, so you won't know!"

"Go ahead. See what happens," Carlos said angrily.

"You... You're so loud. How...could you... yell at me?" she whimpered, breaking into tears.

The woman's sudden tears confused Carlos. He quickly corrected himself,

“No, no. It's okay. Go ahead."

"Go ahead? Okay. Remember, I won't forgive you. Don't call me again

I'm still mad now. Maybe forever. I love you so much, but..." The grief grew in her heart as she spoke. She cried again and continued, "I love you so much, but you lied to me and risked your life for another

You don't think of me as your wife. You just want me for sex woman.

She cried even louder.

Hearing her cry worried him. He began Losing his cool and comforted her in a concerned voice, "Please, don't cry. Of course you're my wife. I love you, too!"

Debbie's crying came to a stop all of a sudden.

"Really? No Lie?"

"No lie. Carlos loves Debbie, you know?" he said tenderly.

“Hey...okay. Well, your wine is really tasty..." She hiccupped.

"Oh, no! I hiccupped in front of you. I feel so bad...so ashamed. Still love me if I'm rude?"

"Yes," he replied helplessly, knowing that she was really drunk now

"That's good. By the way, Carlos, when are you flying out here? I miss you so much. I'm lonely. And Gus, that brat! All he does is show how much he and his girl want each other. Huh! When you come here, we need to do that too!"