Debbie, who had just straightened her dress

“Holy crap! This dress was useful at the party. But definitely not now.

* she thought.

Left with no choice, she kicked off her high heels and raised her hemline with her hands.

Since her hands were busy now, she could only use her legs to fight the bodyguards.

As she clashed with the bodyguards and held her own quite well, someone yelled, "Carlos is out!"

Excited, Debbie knocked down the two men in front of her. She was in such a hurry that she forgot to put on her shoes and ran to the entrance.

The bodyguards had no time to stop Debbie. They straightened their clothes and ran to the entrance as well. They had to stand in two rows at the entrance before Carlos got out.

As the gates opened, a group of men in suits came out.

With hemline in hand, Debbie stood close to the gates, panting.

As the group came closer, her heart skipped a beat.

In the bright light, she caught sight of the man in the middle.

She fixed her eyes on him. The man was listening to a manager's report, his face solemn. He betrayed no emotion, and didn't even seem to notice her. As far as he was concerned, his men were just throwing out a nosy reporter.

He was so dazzling at dusk. ‘It's Carlos! My husband, my love..."

Tears welled up in her eyes and rolled down her cheeks.

"Carlos!" she yelled at the top of her Lungs. Ignoring everyone's curious eyes, she ran full tilt towards him as fast as she could.

Carlos, who was bidding goodbye to the other businessmen, heard someone call his name and turned by instinct to look who it was.

He was stunned.

In the starlight, a woman in a red dress ran towards him, barefoot, hands holding the hemline. Her long hair danced in the air.

She had some Light make-up on her face; her plump lips wore bright red lipstick. Tears sparkled in her eyes.

Debbie stopped in front of Carlos, gasping for air. Her heart ached as his eyes were so cold.

He looked at her as if looking at a stranger.

Despite the confusion in her heart, she was overwhelmed by emotion and threw herself into his arms excitedly.

"Boo...hoo... Carlos...it's really you..." From the scent of his perfume, Debbie was pretty sure it was Carlos. As well, his arms felt quite familiar. For the last three years, not a single day had gone by that she had not thought of him.

But Carlos was shocked when she threw herself into his arms.