Chapter 13
Chapter
13
[It's not that.] Deborah said.
"Huh?" Jayden looked puzzled.
[You've already done so much for me, so I'm the one who wants to invite you to dinner.]
"Oh, well, in that case, I gladly accept," he said, using a flirtatious tone in his voice.
[Is 8 o'clock okay for you?] Deborah asked.
"I'll be here punctually, neighbor," he said, winking.
Just then Caroline arrived, so Jayden bid farewell to both before getting into his car and heading to work.
"You know, he's a handsome guy," Caroline commented, analytically eyeing Jayden.
[Carrie...] Deborah complained, giving her a gentle tap on the shoulder. [You're married.]
"And? Enjoying some eye candy doesn't hurt anyone. Besides, there are two 'buts' in this drama."
"Two?"!
"I love my Chris, and Mr. Eye Candy seems to care a lot about you," Caroline said.
[I know... but I can't reciprocate his feelings as he wishes.] Deborah admitted.
"Hey, relax, even I know you'll need some time. But candidate number one has my approval," Caroline said, raising her eyebrows, amused. [Carrie... um... but that's not it...]
"Then?"
[I can't accept it because I don't know if that kindness will disappear when he finds out I'm pregnant... and if he leaves me, I don't think I will be able to bear it.] Deborah explained.
"Well, friend, I think there is a saying that goes, 'Nothing ventured, nothing gained." Besides... in my case, I prefer knowing that I tried rather than thinking about what could have been," Caroline said, [Maybe...]
"Well, let's forget about this and go because today I just know we'll be spending hours in the shops."
With that said, they left the house and got into the car, heading to the mall. Their first stop was the salon. Caroline asked the stylist to give her friend a total makeover, shaping her hair with a trim and even adding some color. Looking at herself in the mirror, Deborah widened her eyes because the woman staring back at her was more beautiful than she remembered.
"Wow... you look gorgeous," Caroline exclaimed.
[Really, is that really me?] Deborah asked, surprised.
""Yeah, I you're prettier than that bleached blonde," Caroline said,
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Deborah blushed. After paying for the treatment, they started browsing through clothing stores as they had a wardrobe to fill. Caroline guided her on what clothes to buy to accentuate her figure.
When they paused for lunch, they stumbled upon a certain obnoxious blonde, so they approached to eavesdrop since she was on the phone.
"Seriously, my love, that's great news, we finally got rid of... what? WHY?!" The blonde shouted furiously, frowning. "Is this a joke? But... but my love... no... wait, no
"She looked at her phone in shock, grinding her teeth because the call had abruptly ended. "Stupid idiot..." she muttered while squeezing the device tightly." All of this is the mute b*tch's fault."
Caroline, hearing how the blonde had referred to her friend, frowned and took out her phone to record her.
"God... was it so hard to murder her at night and make it look like an accident? Tch... he's really stupid. Ugh... if it weren't for his money... ah... no... calm down, Sophia, you can't stress because your cash cow is growing in your belly ah... yes, I think I'll console myself by using the money Roger gave me to buy some little things," she said, paying for her drink and getting up to leave.
"She's gone, god, she's crazy and... Deborah...? Deborah, what's wrong?" Caroline asked, seeing that Deborah was scared and seemed to be having difficulty breathing. "Relax, come on, inhale... exhale..." she said, helping her friend regulate her +15 BONUS
breathing.
[They... they...] Deborah tried to say.
"Shh... it's over now, you're far away from them, and no one will hurt you," Caroline said, hugging her, though she could feel the fear Deborah was experiencing at that
moment.
"Why... why do you hate me so much, Roger... did I... did I do you wrong by saving your life that time?' Deborah hugged her friend back tightly, the fear still lingering throughout her body. BIG SALE: 800 bonus free fou you