Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Amber knew if she didn't say something now, she might get no chance in the future. She said bluntly, "I actually liked you, but you took over my life. For years. Without asking me. I'm pissed at you for that."

She was a woman with a soft heart. Colman was kind to her when he wasn't being a control freak. What woman wouldn't be moved by that? She could tell he was sincere from the way he treated her. It wasn't just because he had money. He used money as a tool, and that didn't factor into her decision.

He was earnest and really cared about her. If she needed help, he would show up in person. That was sweet.

On her birthday, he kissed her in front of her boyfriend. That was when she figured out she had feelings for him.

He knew Amber was angry at him. He leaned against a tree and smiled bitterly.

"I hadn't broken up with Leon yet, but you just pulled me away from him like that. You forced me to betray him. I broke up with him because of you, but you didn't even let me say goodbye. What's up with that? You ever think about Leon's feelings? His best friend betrayed him. His girlfriend did the same. How do you think he feels about that? You're a selfish guy, Colman Huo."

'I'm selfish?' Colman took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, put one in his mouth, took out the lighter and was ready to hit the striker.

Amber walked over and stood in front of him. She raised her head and looked at him angrily. "Can I bum one off you?

Let's smoke together." He wasn't really attracted to women who smoked, so he tucked the one in his mouth in his pocket, and quietly put the pack away.

"You never ask me what I want. You only give me what you think is good for me. That's not right." She knew it was his way of being good to her, but she didn't feel he respected her at all.

She finally found the chance to pour out her feelings, pick out any inconsistencies, and lay bare her thoughts for the past few years. She didn't worry about what he thought. He needed to hear it.

Colman just listened quietly. He didn't say anything, even if there were misunderstandings.

An hour later, she said her piece and was tired, and finally stopped talking. It was emotionally draining to do this.

"Thirsty?" Colman asked with a smile.

In fact, she was thirsty. After all, she had been speaking for an hour now. Her mouth felt like the ground in the desert. But she was still angry and said impatiently, "I'm not thirsty!"

"I think you are!" he said.

"I said I'm not thirsty! Mmmph!" In a single quick movement, she was encircled in his arms, and he kissed her passionately.

catch her flight. She went

Colman thought he would just give up on Amber. Even she thought things

However, three months later

university

class, Amber bid goodbye to

small two-bedroom apartment that Coleman bought for her. He figured she'd need it when she was away at school. It

neighborhood, and it was a nice, crime-free area. It was safe for her to live

apartment, she fell into a strong embrace

but her lips

in her

But I don't want anyone else. The thought of other women makes me sick. I only want you. In the

said it was over. I didn't want it to be. Why did you have to forget me?" said Amber in a quiet voice, her eyes reddening with tears. He paid for her tuition and expenses here. She had to work hard

pay me back, don't you?" He knew

say

this. You don't have to worry about it anymore," he said. What he said was true. Amber's parents found him in person and gave him a chunk of change for her tuition

parents gave him was nothing compared to the money

her ears. She didn't know her parents had done

Colman said bluntly, "But that's not why I'm here. The money's a minor

us." How could he be so direct?

I'm finally here." He squeezed her tighter, and led her to the

drained, and lay his head in her lap while she

responded with coos and sighs. The first time he touched her, she jumped. The first touch was like a sudden shock. Not unpleasant, but a rush of feeling like she hadn't felt

was when all their primal feelings

Colman had started hopping flights to Columbia whenever he could. He divided

he even took flying lessons. He got his pilot's license quickly, so he could fly a plane back

her studies, Colman quit his job and stayed

she asked him about it, he would answer that he was coding. But what kind of software was he developing? She had no clue. Every month, he would deposit several million dollars in her account, and

back and worked