Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

When Carlos heard those words from her, he would be willing to give his own life to Debbie, let alone his real estate.

His immediate reply had somehow made her feel guilty. "Maybe we should wait. I'm not in a hurry."

Carlos nodded and placed some food in her bowl. "Let's have dinner first. Honey, try some of this."

That night, after Debbie had fallen asleep. Carlos called Dixon. The head of secretaries brought a stack of files with him when he came to Carlos' manor, along with some lawyers.

When Miranda came downstairs to drink some water, she saw Xavier. He was just about to leave. "Xavier," she called out in confusion.

"Oh, good evening, Miranda," Xavier greeted her respectfully.

"Why are you here at this late hour? Is something wrong?" Miranda queried.

Xavier shook his head, smiling. "It's nothing to worry about. Carlos is just spoiling his wife."

Miranda was even more perplexed.

Xavier knew that Miranda wouldn't be able to sleep wondering what was going on, so he cleared his throat and explained in a low voice, "You told Debbie to teach Carlos a lesson, right? Well, she's taken action. But Carlos has figured out what she's doing. Even so, he's still willing to give her whatever she wants without any objections."

"Oh, I see. Is she making big moves?" Miranda asked.

Xavier contemplated for a moment and replied, "Not really." However, Xavier didn't tell her that her son just transferred the titles to all his assets to Debbie.

"Okay. Let her," mumbled Miranda. Feeling relieved, she went up the stairs holding a glass of water.

he watched her climb the stairs, and said, "Debbie Nian

six million dollars, just to make Debbie happy. While gazing at the painting, Miranda said, "Debbie has had a rough life. Her own family was torn apart when

and replied, "She did struggle. When Evelyn was born, she had to do everything

at him. "In the following days, if Debbie wants to keep something from Carlos, please help

That doesn't sound right. Miranda seems to know something, ' Xavier thought, and he had a bad feeling about it.

his distance

was eight and a half months pregnant, she found a blonde hair in the

perfume in

perfume ever since she fell pregnant

was the cause of the

general manager of a company. It was arranged at a

manager, Reeve Quan, received him in person. "Mr. Huo, this place is new and has been open for only a few days. It's said

a classical style. Above the door was

was with Carlos, and

Quan took them straight to the third

private booth was pushed open, delicate music wafted out gently to their ears. A woman dressed in ancient costume was playing High Mountain and Running River*

famous Chinese musical compositions, based

zither-like Chinese plucked string instrument, with either 21 strings or 25 strings. The musical instrument

as Carlos sat down in a wooden chair in a dignified manner, more than ten

ones dressed in blue were all dancers while the others dressed in white were waitresses. The waitresses busied themselves with making tea and serving fruit as soon as they entered the

could have used a coaster for his lower lip. Carlos took

inner room wearing

of the stage, Reeve Quan noticed that Carlos had