Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Matthew checked the time on his phone. It was just half-past five in the morning. He sat up quietly as he observed Adkins struggling to move his brother away from Erica, and asked, "Why did you wake up so early?"

Letting go of Colman, Adkins answered, "I need to go to the bathroom!"

"Go ahead then!" Matthew urged. In fact, he wanted to hold his wife in his arms while he slept for a little longer.

The little boy got out of bed in a hurry, but when he passed by Matthew, something occurred to him. Stopping in his tracks, he asked in confusion, "Dad, wasn't I sleeping with Mom? Why was I with my brothers when I woke up?"

Matthew glanced at the boy and replied calmly, "Your mom insisted on coming to sleep with me in the middle of the night. You know, she's the only girl in our family. We need to pamper her as much as we can, and I can only sleep with her."

"Oh!" Matthew's answer convinced Adkins enough, so he went straight to the bathroom.

Like every other school day, Erica didn't sleep late. She would always wake up with the boys in order to send the four to class. That morning wasn't any different.

After washing up, Adkins asked Erica as she applied some skincare products on her face, "Mom, why did you have to sleep with Dad last night?"

"What?"

Matthew was passing by when he heard the question but paused only for a second. Continuing to look for his razor, he didn't say a word.

Adkins elaborated in a serious tone, "Last night, Boswell and I were sleeping with you. This morning, I found you and Dad sleeping together. I asked Dad about it, and he told me that you insisted on sleeping with him in the middle of the night. Then you hugged each other and slept together during the rest of it."

Erica was rendered speechless. She then glanced at Matthew through the mirror and came to the conclusion that she had indeed spent the night with him. "I didn't have to sleep with your dad!" she said.

Matthew stopped looking for his razor and walked to the woman in front of the dressing table. She seemed lost in thought. "You crawled to my side of the bed last night before we slept. Don't you remember?"

Erica frowned in confusion. Then she shook her head and answered truthfully, "No, I forgot." However, if she were to think about it, when she got up this morning, she was indeed at the other end of the bed where Matthew had slept the night before. Did she really climb over there?

mind." The man walked

thinking about it. 'Why do I feel there's something

a white piano to the villa. The instrument was settled in a room

in his office

Huo, some women are causing trouble at the company's entrance

typing on his computer

in K Country. Several of these

sneered, "Take them to the reception

"Yes, Mr. Huo!"

filled with angry, rich ladies. Their looks of dissatisfaction, however, immediately shifted into something else the moment they put their eyes on

Matthew is so handsome!

slender legs. Oh my God!' Their husbands

Matthew asked politely, "I heard that you were looking for

to their senses, one of them complained, "Mr. Huo, your wife lied to us. In

Miss Troublemaker. We treated her as a good friend, but she

dollars on a plane ticket, not to mention the long time it took to get to the fucking Tow

place. The key point is that the

smile showed

that moment, Matthew stood up and cast a cold glance at them. "Ladies, don't you

exchanged confused looks among themselves before one dared to ask, "Mr. Huo, aren't you

pockets, he answered them coldly, "What explanation do you want me to give you? Because, honestly, I can't see why you're blaming others for your own stupidity. Or do you think

wronged us. Shouldn't she be taught a

was trust Mrs. Huo's

"Exactly!"