Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Dixon, who was single, didn't want to see the couple showing their affection for each other in front him, so he tried to send off his guests. "Tomboy you drank quite a lot tonight. Why not call it a night and sleep it off?"

Debbie showed him the half-empty glass in her hand. "I haven't even finished my glass of water yet. Why are you driving us away so soon? Aren't we welcome here? Or you don't want your boss here?"

The mischievous woman tried to cause trouble for her friend.

Unflappable, Dixon said with a smile. "You misunderstood me. I just didn't want to delay the romantic moment between you and Mr. Huo."

Carlos was satisfied with his reply while Debbie was quite annoyed. She clenched her teeth and spat, "You've become a bad boy now!"

While holding onto her waist, Carlos urged helplessly, "Stop kidding around. Let's go." If he didn't take her home now, she might end up spending the whole night talking with Dixon at his apartment. Carlos wouldn't let anything ruin his chance to have a sweet moment with his wife.

As soon as they left Dixon's apartment and settled in the car, Debbie instantly felt sleepy, because she couldn't play jokes on the boring man who was sending messages to the senior executives on WeChat.

She raised her head to look at Carlos and yawned. Then she lay in his arms and slowly closed her eyes.

Carlos had a wicked grin when he looked down at her sleeping in his arms. That was what he wanted. She was drunk and sleepy. It was the perfect opportunity for him to have sex with her.

His plan had worked. Debbie slept the whole way back to the manor. When she woke, she was lying naked in bed with Carlos passionately kissing every inch of her body.

In a hazy state, she still tried to warn Carlos who was already making love to her. "You...If you...dare to touch me, I'll...file charges against you...tomorrow. Hmm..."

Her voice trailed off. All her protesting words were replaced with moans of pleasure.

The next day when Debbie woke up, she immediately felt an ache between her legs, and she cursed Carlos under her breath again and again.

Naturally, Debbie wouldn't let Carlos get away with it. For the next two weeks, she didn't allow him to see her even once. She refused to answer his calls or reply to his messages. She would even secretly sneak back to the manor to see Evelyn without letting him know.

After two weeks of not seeing his beloved Debbie, Carlos went to his study in the dead of night. Feeling lonely, he lit a cigarette. He couldn't sleep. Whenever he closed his eyes, all that he could see in his mind was how sweet and hot Debbie was.

be his legal wife once again so he could hold her in his arm every night. But even

While blowing out smoke from his cigarette, he decided

building, Carlos suddenly sprung up from nowhere and lifted her over his shoulder. Ignoring her screams and

into the car and quickly locked the car

Huo, what the hell are you doing?" Debbie asked in a weak voice, her head still spinning.

smile. "I just want to

at him, massaging her aching temples. It was evident

her lips hungrily. He hadn't

felt so

himself too much that he had gone crazy. Could anything go wrong with his health if

out. What are you going to do? I'm busy. I need to see Ruby, to discuss the song lists

at her with eyes

Her heart began to pound rapidly in her chest, and she slowly moved towards the car door, trying to put some distance between

voice he declared, "By a simple glimpse of you,

on her saliva.

that Mr. Huo dated a female manager of the Du Group." Of course, Debbie didn't believe that rumor for one second. She was just toying with Carlos, deliberately

the rest of his life. All the news agencies that spread

signing a contract with that manager. But the reporter snapped a picture of them and started a rumor. Some news outlets got

the manager do wrong?" Debbie cared for Carlos, but she wasn't the type of woman who would

retorted. Thanks to those glances, the reporter was able to snap a picture of her

heavily. She pitied the

up in front of a

the car door was opened, Debbie, whose face was blushing

of them were reporters, photographers, and paparazzi. A group of security

could come back to her senses, Carlos pinched her hand and said,