Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Debbie winked at Carlos gloatingly, without the slightest awareness of his gloom, while he stared at her with a poker face. "I'll teach you from now on," he said in English.

Despite being clueless of what he said, Debbie nodded after a transient daze.

Carlos thought she understood that sentence, so he continued, "Next, follow me."

Debbie hesitated a little, and then she nodded again.

Carlos tapped his index finger on the book and said, "Are you a fool?"

'Fool? Sounds familiar, but I've forgotten what it means.'

This time, without hesitation, she simply nodded, because she found that so far nodding had not brought her any trouble yet. Therefore, she assumed that no matter what he said, nodding would be the proper response.

Carlos sighed and closed his eyes hopelessly. He took out his phone, and typed, "Are you a fool?" on a translation APP, and showed her the translation.

Debbie stared at the screen with surprise.

She realized that

she had nodded at him back then.

'Calling me a fool? He is a fool, an old fool at 28.'

Ashamed and infuriated, Debbie pushed the book away and stood up from the couch before she declared, "I quit. You're making fun of me."

When she was about to leave, Carlos grabbed her hand and pulled her back onto the sofa. However, the force of his pull was so strong she fell off the sofa.

"Ah!" she cried out, before her body hit the floor. Without a conscious thought, she desperately grabbed his shirt.

his arm around her waist and pulled her

from the meeting of their eyes, his lips had somehow found their way to hers. She didn't realize they were so close. Embarrassed,

him into a three-second trance. Before she knew it, he quickly made their accidental kiss official.

when she recalled what he had said to her on the playground, an idea popped up into

at her in

just

was trying to do. However, he was not going to give her a chance to succeed in what she was up to.

is he

face, am I not attractive

why would he not be

say that to me on the playground because he doesn't have any feelings for

turned sour like bad milk. For the first time in her

and she seemed attentive. But only she knew what was going on in

later, Carlos closed his book. "That's

a nod, Debbie put away her book, looking

she got up to leave the study, but as soon as she opened the door, Carlos asked her to come back. She

cards, and handed them to her. "Here you are. One is a savings card with nine-figure savings

of the branches of his companies. He figured it would be enough to cover

popped out at his words, and her mouth gaped open. Nine figures? She held out her hands and counted on her fingers. One zero, two zeros, three zeros...hundred, thousand...million... My God! One hundred million? ?

instinctively. She had her reasons,

or what kind of person she would turn out to be, right now, she was a person with a good heart. Pure and honorable. She still didn't understand how important money was yet. "We're not divorced yet. You're still my wife. I see no reason why I

couldn't find her voice. "No, Mr. Huo, we're getting a divorce. I don't want to owe

in the past few days, there were moments when she had wavered from getting a divorce. But still she felt they should divorce each other if they

He could tell from her eyes that she had meant every

huh?" With that, he put the cards in her hands. He didn't say it, but his behavior told her

you want from this marriage, but I