Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Chloe had a hard time getting out of bed. She mustered the little strength she had and pressed the button to call the maid.

Although she had been asleep for hours, Chloe was still quite exhausted and sore. Boswell must have ridden her like a stallion on steroids.

The girl Boswell brought back pushed the door open, but she wasn't dressed in a maid's uniform. As she entered the room, Rosa greeted Chloe with a half-hearted enthusiasm. "Hello, Mrs. Huo."

The mess in the room stung her eyes. Anyone with an ounce of sense could tell that Boswell and Chloe were engaged in some kind of wild sexual adventure in this room.

Leaning against the headboard of the bed, Chloe glanced at Rosa with a hint of arrogance and said, "Prepare some food for me."

"Yes, ma'am!" No matter how reluctant Rosa was, she had to do as Chloe said because it was her duty as a maid of the Huo family.

After Chloe came out of the bathroom, almost an hour later, she looked around and realized that the maid still hadn't brought her midnight snack yet.

She shook her head, dismissing all thoughts on the matter and replaced the sheet that had traces of blood on it with a fresh one.

At around two o'clock in the morning, Rosa finally served Chloe the midnight snack—two slices of bread and a cup of yogurt. Rosa pretended to be guilty and said, "I'm sorry, ma'am. I don't know how to use the toaster as this is my first time being a maid. Would you like to have something else instead?"

Chloe smiled and politely refused, "It doesn't matter."

After Rosa left the room, Chloe took her phone out and called Boswell. "Can you get something to eat when you're back?" 'Hmm... what should I call this man from now on? Honey or Boswell?' she thought to herself.

Boswell hadn't finished his work yet, but when he heard her words, he recalled how beautiful she looked in the afternoon, and took it as an invitation of some sort. He put down the document in his hand and said, "Sure! I'll be right over!"

Half an hour later, Rosa was in the kitchen munching away at some fruits when she heard the sound of engine turning off. She scrambled to put the fruits away and pretended to clean the counter.

After changing into his slippers, Boswell walked past the living room and went upstairs without looking at the kitchen.

Five minutes later, Rosa was called upstairs.

In the room, Chloe had a casual, nonchalant expression on her face as she nibbled on a piece of bread, as though nothing had happened.

However, the cold expression on Boswell's face drove shivers down the nervous girl's spine as he glared at her furiously and yelled, "Is this your idea of a midnight snack?"

heart skipped a beat. "Please don't misunderstand me. I just don't know how to use the toaster yet..." She gave Boswell the same excuse she

Were you going to let my wife eat toast at night? What is the point of me bringing you here if you can't even take care

learn how to cook from tomorrow,"

to continue this argument anymore, so he

why Chloe invited him back for midnight snack was that she wanted him to see how Rosa treated her. Boswell quickly sat down next to the woman with an embarrassed

her head, Chloe swallowed the food in her mouth and comforted him with a smile, "Don't

assistant to rectify the situation immediately. He ordered him to

he went through the trouble of asking someone else to bring her some food, she was appreciative

was an

could have a taste of whatever she wanted. After a seemingly satisfying "midnight snack," the couple decided that it was time to get some sleep

home. On the third night, however, when Boswell

mopping the floor quietly in the living room. As soon as he noticed the startled man, he quickly walked up to him and said,

person's face in his memory and his eyebrows furrowed as he looked at him

can cook, do housework and repair household electrical appliances." The young

he understood what was going on. "Where is

gave her a

gave her a what?' Did he hear that right?

and strode upstairs without saying

when he pushed the door

to the bedside and looked at the woman who had her eyes shut tight. "Are you asleep?" he

eyes

she could get up, however, the man pressed his body against hers. Running his fingers down her smooth

headache, so I asked Butler Wang to find someone who can give me a head rub. Turns out the man is really good at giving massages too. He knew all

he pressed my temples, I started to feel so much better." 'How

teeth, he gently bit her earlobe and said, "I'll have Rosa sent away tomorrow, but

feigned confusion and

Boswell said, "I brought a young woman back and you brought

does sound very

Don't forget to send

want me to send them?" she