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.

complain about Debbie. He smiled as he watched her climb the stairs, and said, "Debbie Nian is a very lucky woman. She married a man who loves her

painting, Miranda said, "Debbie has had a rough life. Her own family was torn apart when she was only a little girl. She married Carlos when she was very young. Then he had the accident.

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

days, if Debbie wants to keep something from

know something, ' Xavier thought, and he had a bad

kept his distance

a half months pregnant, she found a blonde hair in the passenger seat of Carlos' car. Debbie's hair was black, so it

smell perfume in

perfume ever since she fell pregnant because it made her ill.

of the

an appointment with the general manager of a company. It was arranged

person. "Mr. Huo, this place is new and has been open for only a

entrance was in a classical style. Above the door was a board with the name of the place on it—Moon

Carlos, and

Quan took them straight to the third

wafted out gently to their ears. A woman dressed in ancient costume was playing High Mountain

Chinese musical compositions, based on the legendary friendship between

with either 21 strings or 25 strings. The musical instrument dates

Carlos sat down in a wooden chair in a dignified manner, more than ten women dressed in ancient costumes walked into the room,

in white were waitresses. The waitresses busied themselves with making tea and serving fruit as soon as

at them. He could have used a coaster for his lower lip. Carlos took a sip of tea, his face betraying no

room wearing pink and holding an oilpaper

leaped to the front of the stage, Reeve Quan noticed that Carlos