Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Chapter 58 A Petty Man

"Um, okay. Thank you," Debbie murmured as she took the water bottle from Carlos.

Before she could remove the cap, Carlos had already rinsed his mouth and drunk up the water. Out of curiosity, she asked, "Were you that thirsty?"

"There's a residual taste of durian in my mouth."

'What?! He dislikes durian? Then why did he eat the pizza using my fork? Since he loathes Durian, I've an interesting idea!

If he dares to bully me again, I'll buy a durian and ask him to finish it all by himself! That should teach him a lesson, ' she thought to herself.

Upon seeing the man throw the empty bottle into a trash bin, Debbie flashed a sly smile as she licked the corners of her lips.

"Hey, Mr. Handsome!" She ended up jumping before him.

"Uh-huh?" He looked at her, startled.

Suddenly, she held him by his waist, stood on tiptoe and kissed his thin lips.

This was her first time to kiss the man on her own initiative. It was an entirely different experience. No! It was her second time, wasn't it?

Carlos remained stunned for a while. When he finally regained his full senses after the unexpected display of affection, he realized her true intentions. He felt uneasy and wanted to push her away. Debbie held his waist tightly and her tongue moved effortlessly in his mouth.

She had just hogged a large-sized durian pizza and had not rinsed her mouth yet.

After making sure that his mouth tasted durian again, she withdrew her lips and let go of his waist. Carlos shook his head with profound resignation, and then turned around to walk towards the convenience store again.

"I want to go home! Now!" Debbie grabbed his arm and dragged him to their car deliberately. Despite the fact that he could easily shake her arms off, he followed her anyway.

Right under the glow of the street lamp, Debbie opened the passenger's door and was about to push Carlos into the seat, but he quickly shut the door by himself.

Without a moment's pause, he rolled her around, pressed her against the car door and kissed her on her lips.

It all happened in a matter of seconds that she couldn't properly breathe.

Carlos' phone rang, the two stopped their overflowing affection for each

in the backseat

wanted to switch his phone off and get on with his intentions but she pushed him away,

on the phone. "You called me just because

exclusive information regarding the woman's whereabouts. But I've no intention of telling you!" Saying this, he hung up. As if it was not enough to vent his anger,

Debbie nor Carlos said a word

the car doors were locked, grabbed the

voice seemed to come from behind her back. "What is next

next to me?" Debbie stopped, turned

you. Perhaps, my eyes have begun deceiving me,"

going dry. She continued ascending upstairs. The light was switched off in the hallway, so she took out her phone and

his wife's lover, dismembers him mercilessly and hides various parts

he could finish his sentence, her

to suppress his giggle, Carlos asked, feigning innocence, "I'm here.

man!' Producing a

up the

unaware of Debbie's fright, he continued, "Do

"Just shut your damned mouth! I don't want to hear a word more! If you dare to say a single word more,

martial skills than her. She looked at him with desperate eyes, as if she was about

was not pretending; in fact, she really felt like crying her heart out.

she would certainly investigate and find out who had told Carlos that she was afraid of ghosts. She would teach

with her in

gotten very late. Good night." Carlos struggled his level best to fight off the impulse to hold her in his arms

remained eerily quiet for a

from the outside abruptly. The man in the bed swayed his lips in the

sensed the familiar fragrance of his wife

and stared at his face

my own before he moved back into the villa. But ever since he left me in the cemetery, my fright for

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