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.

hold her in his arm every night. But even after all his efforts to coax and beg her, she

patience. While blowing out smoke from his cigarette, he decided that it was the right time to take drastic measures.

stepped out of the elevator of a building, Carlos suddenly sprung up from nowhere and lifted her over his shoulder. Ignoring her screams and protests,

After laying her inside, Carlos squeezed into the car and quickly locked

you doing?" Debbie asked in a weak voice, her head still

mysterious smile. "I just want to buy my wife a

go now!" she shouted at him, massaging her aching temples. It was evident that he was planning

lips hungrily. He hadn't

felt so helpless.

he had gone crazy. Could anything go wrong with his health if he couldn't satisfy his sexual needs?

asked again, "Spill it out. What are you going to do? I'm busy. I need to see

nothing and just stared at her

flustered. Her heart began to pound rapidly in her chest,

caressed her face. In a tender voice he declared, "By a simple glimpse of

and she choked on her saliva. 'What

you made the headlines again yesterday. The news says 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 bringing it up to provoke him. Besides,

reporter with no professional ethics will be banished from the press circles for the rest of his life. All the

and started a rumor. Some news outlets got in on the act and dared to spread such a ridiculous story. So, of course, he

she wasn't the type of woman who would be jealous of any woman around him. Besides, Tristan had already

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

heavily. She pitied the female manager.

the car pulled up in front

was blushing from Carlos' flirtation, was too shocked

most of them were reporters, photographers, and paparazzi. A

come back to her senses, Carlos pinched her