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.

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

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 fought tooth and nail against James and went through a lot

had to do everything on her own as a

if Debbie wants to keep something from Carlos, please

Carlos? That doesn't sound right. Miranda seems to know something, '

regret having not kept his distance from

a half months pregnant, she found a blonde hair in the passenger seat of Carlos'

perfume in the

worn perfume ever since she

cause of

It was arranged at a

been open for only a few days. It's said to be very entertaining, and it's hard to make a reservation here," he bragged conspiratorially.

respond. He looked around the place. The entrance was in a classical style. Above the door was a board with the name

Carlos, and they walked

floors. Reeve Quan took them straight to the

the wooden door to a private booth was pushed open, delicate music wafted out gently to their ears. A woman dressed in ancient costume was playing High Mountain and

is one of the most historically famous Chinese musical compositions, based on the legendary friendship between guqin

strings or

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

ones dressed in blue were all dancers while the others dressed in white were waitresses. The waitresses busied themselves with making

gracefully to the music, Reeve Quan leered at them. He could have used a coaster for his lower

the lead dancer emerged from an inner room wearing

the stage, Reeve Quan noticed that Carlos had looked twice