Chapter 572
Burning Passion: Love Never Die
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âUncle Carlos!â a ringing voice interrupted Debbie.
They both turned their head. In the dim light, they could see Megan running towards them like a
butterfly. She threw herself into Carlosâ arms and started crying.
âUncle Carlos, please donât go. I donât want you to go. Boo-hooâ¦hoo..
Carlos disentangled himself and comforted her.
âWeâre leaving for
Alorith in three days. Take care of my grandma for me.â
âUncle Carlos, I want to stay with you. Donât leave me alone. Can I go with you? Uncle Carlos, Aunt
Debbie, please.â
Meganâs crying was too real. Tears streamed down her face, her voice was hoarse from grief. For a
moment, even Debbie almost believed her.
She was worried that Carlos would go soft and agree to take the vicious girl with them. Then she would
have to not only cry but also bleed inside!
Carlos took Debbie to the car and said, âWait for me inside. Itâs cold out here.â
It was indeed cold outside. Debbie got in the car and sat by the window.
Nonetheless, as soon as Carlos closed the door, Megan embraced him again and sobbed, âUncle
Carlos, I know you think Iâll get in the way if I stay with you and Aunt Debbie. Besides, Aunt Debbie
doesnât Like me. But you know what? I donât like her either, because she stole you.
Uncle Carlos, Iâve liked you since the day you took me in.â Her declaration of love caught Carlos off
guard. His brows knitted.
âI was going to tell you on my 18th birthday, but that day, you told me you were married. Uncle Carlos,
can you imagine how heartbroken I was?
I like you so much, but you married someone elseâ¦â
Words failed Carlos.
He was always resolute and cold when he handled things with the women that were obsessed with
him. Debbie used to be the only exception.
But now there was Megan.
âMegan, listen up,â he said seriously.
âYes,â Megan nodded, her eyes and nose red.
âI love your aunt Debbie, and she is my one and only. I only love her.
Do you understand?â
Carlosâ ruthless refusal was a shock to Megan. She felt as if sheâd been struck by a thunderbolt. Her
face turned pale.
âUncle Carlos, donât you like me at all?â Her lips trembled.