Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Sheffield shook his head helplessly. It was not easy being the ladies' man. Whenever Matthew and Gifford were having marital problems, they would ask for his help.

He sighed inwardly and thought to himself, 'If anyone asks me for advice next time, I should charge them for my time. Maybe ten thousand a minute? Especially Matthew. Maybe a hundred thousand a minute. He'd think twice before—well, maybe not. He's rich beyond his wildest dreams. He might just pay it. Well, that's it, then.'

Chantel was pregnant now, and had to think of her child, so she asked her agent to scale back work.

She even moved out of the Li family's house to live on her own.

And it was Blair's idea.

Blair had made a deal with Chantel. She'd often take Hugo to Chantel's house. She'd also take care of her and help cook, clean, and so forth. A stress-free pregnancy was the best kind.

It was all to galvanize Gifford into doing something.

So when Gifford walked in one day, there was no one at home.

When he went back to his room to change his clothes, he made another startling discovery: everything Chantel owned was gone.

He got flustered and decided to call Chantel. Hopefully she could fill him in on what was going on.

When Chantel's phone rang, Blair was peeling walnuts for her. Hearing it, Blair asked casually, "Is that your work again?" She felt her daughter-in-law devoted too much of her time to work. The girl was tired all the time.

"No, it's Gifford." Chantel picked up the phone and was about to answer it.

"Gifford?" Blair grabbed her phone and shook her head. "Don't answer it."

"Okay." Although Chantel didn't know why Blair made that request, she still agreed.

Blair had told her in advance that she needed to shake things up with Gifford or else their relationship would always remain the same.

Chantel ignored her phone, even though Gifford called her three times. After getting no answer, he dialed Blair's number.

Blair picked up the phone. "Hi, Gifford, you free now?" she said, in a tone that indicated nothing odd was happening.

he replied. He came back especially for

father and I took Hugo out for a walk. Chantel came back home, but she took off again with a handsome young man in tow. She said it was work-related. That young man was really hot, you know that? And that shirt he wore couldn't hide those incredible abs. Ah, if only I were

with Wesley.

"Yes! I'm sure."

Her daughter-in-law went out on a date with another man, and all she's doing is talking about how hot he is!' "Where did

not into Chantel

I'm not dating anyone else. Quit talking about it," Gifford retorted. If his wife knew it, he wouldn't

a while. So, just do whatever you want. Oh, by the way, they headed for the East Ring Road. Isn't there a very luxurious hotel out that

might get a

the phone, leaving Gifford alone, fuming in the

hot young guy, huh? Is she trying to trade me in for a

kind of work does she have to

on the East Ring Road? They have good taste, at least.'

engulfed his reason, and he didn't even try to poke holes in Blair's story. Blair was his

a cruel game with him,

it kicked it straight over to voice mail. She must

any longer. He rushed out of the living room and put the pedal to the metal, speeding

into a parking lot. The parking lot belonged to the most luxurious

near the hotel Blair mentioned. She was there more

need to head home. He's not coming," she said. The hotel wasn't more than a half hour away from where he lived. He should have been there by now. It had been more than an hour.

really didn't love her. But Blair was sure he did. She knew she was right. Gifford loved Chantel. The way he acted

the phone, Chantel pushed the sunglasses up on the bridge of her nose. She started to get a little hungry, so

She did see a green Humvee with military

Chantel quickly looked away, turned her back to the off-road vehicle,

here. He's really

do? Oh, yeah, I need to pretend like I just came out of

A familiar voice stopped

but