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?"

I just don't know how to use the toaster yet..." She gave

how to use it? 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 of my

Mr. Huo. I'll learn how to cook from tomorrow," Rosa apologized

argument anymore, so he waved at her dismissively and said, "You can

quickly sat down next to the woman with an embarrassed look on his face as he couldn't believe that Rosa would treat

mouth and comforted him with a smile, "Don't

and called his assistant to rectify the situation immediately. He ordered him

of asking someone else to bring her

after, spread over the dining table downstairs was an expansive range of

she wanted. After a seemingly satisfying "midnight snack," the couple decided that it was time to get some

the second day, things were much quieter at home. On the third night, however, when Boswell returned to the villa, he found a stranger

the living room. As soon as he noticed the startled man, he quickly

memory and his eyebrows furrowed as he looked at him and said, "Good evening. I'm sorry,

the new servant Mrs. Huo hired. Don't worry, Mr. Huo, I can do everything. I can cook, do housework and

understood what was going on. "Where is my wife?"

I gave her a massage," the young man answered

a what?' Did he

around and strode upstairs without saying another

the bedroom when he pushed the door

looked at the woman who had her

her eyes and

however, the man pressed his body against hers. Running his fingers down her smooth face, he whispered, "What

"I had a really bad headache, so I asked Butler Wang to find someone who can give me a head rub. Turns

I started to feel so

said, "I'll have Rosa sent away tomorrow, but you'll have to say good-bye to the young man downstairs too. Do

feigned confusion and asked, "Why? Aren't

young woman back and you

like that... it does sound

it's good that you've realized it. Don't forget to send them away tomorrow!" he

where exactly do you want me to