Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

In the group's chat on WeChat, Debbie said, "Carlos Huo is actually my husband."

Then she added, "But I'm trying to get a divorce."

"Moron!" commented Jared.

He was relieved when Kasie and Kristina pretty much said the same thing. 'Who in their right mind would not want to be Carlos Huo's wife?'

In East City Villa, Debbie was told to clean the living room by herself as punishment. She replied to her friends' messages as she put the empty cans into the bin. "You don't understand. We didn't get married because we loved each other. It's nothing like that. I don't love him and he doesn't love me. I'm still young. Why should I be trapped in this loveless marriage?"

Kasie had jumped out of bed when she read Debbie's first message. Her hands were shaking from excitement. It took a while before she calmed down and said, "Debbie, are you really that old-fashioned? Times have changed! Who cares about love now? Can love keep you alive? Although you don't love each other, Carlos is rich, handsome, and powerful. That's everybody's dream. What else do you want?"

When Debbie sat down on the sofa speechlessly, Kristina said, "I just realized that I have been shopping at the Shining International Plaza with the owner of Shining International Plaza."

Dixon couldn't believe Debbie was married and what shocked him even more was that her husband was Carlos Huo, the man whose face was as cold as an iceberg. "Think it over, Debbie. Divorce is huge. To be honest, I think Mr. Huo is the right man for you. You know, considering your personality. He might be the only one that can take your hot temper down a notch."

Dixon's words made Debbie even more determined to get divorced. She didn't want a husband who would take control of her life.

After a long while, Jared joined in the conversation again. "Debbie Nian, you would be a muttonhead to file a divorce."

Debbie couldn't stand to read her friends' messages anymore. She threw her phone away on the sofa in distress. Why didn't any of them support her in her decision? However, her phone didn't stop buzzing. She knew that her friends were still trying to talk her out of the divorce. "Go to sleep. Since Carlos Huo has been holding back the divorce, what I think or want doesn't really matter."

Instantly, the chat became quiet. Her phone stopped beeping, because no one was talking.

Debbie shook her head in disappointment.

These were her best friends, but none of them was on her side in this matter. 'Not only should I end my marriage, I think it's time I find myself some new friends, ' she thought bitterly.

to sleep, she sent another message in the

almost half past midnight, after playing some video games, Jared saw Debbie's message and he joked, "I have sold your secret to a journalist. By tomorrow morning, everybody will

the phone woke Kasie up. She looked at the screen drowsily and

everything went

getting dressed, the newly bought fashionable clothes in her closet upset her. She

had she bought all those clothes just to look good for Carlos? Why couldn't she continue to live her life the way she wanted to?

the old casual clothes she had crammed in the back. They had been wrinkled, but she put them

breakfast. Something on the iPad caught his interest. "Try to wake up half an

Julie handed her a bowl of congee with salted pork and century egg. She took a sip and

then you won't stay up

intrusion once

do you care whether I stay up late or not? You fool around

suddenly lifted his head from the iPad and stared at her coldly. Debbie started to get

treated any of those women seriously. If him being with another woman bothered her, he wouldn't mind making some changes to suit her

you think that? Do as you like. I don't care." The last few words were not only directed to Carlos, but also

returned to the iPad without another

congee with salted pork and century egg in front of her, even though that was her favorite dish. Instead of

slowly put down the iPad and walked over to

gently grabbed her wrist and pulled

flushed and tried to free herself. "Julie,

marry any of those women. I only see them for work. None of them matters to me.

to her to say that? She didn't want to think what he would do if she had said she didn't understand him. The man nodded

a bit of rice on the corner of your

understood what he meant, she stuck