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.

the group's chat. "This is

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 come to know

looked at the screen drowsily and snapped,

went silent.

dressed, the newly bought fashionable clothes in her closet

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

the back. They had been wrinkled, but she put them on anyway. After putting on a pair of white tennis shoes, she went downstairs. 'Ah,

interest. "Try to wake up half an

down at the table, Julie handed her a bowl of congee with salted pork and century egg. She took a sip and looked up at Carlos.

then you won't stay

came the intrusion once again.

"Why do you care whether I stay up late or not? You fool around with other

lifted his head from the iPad and stared at her

jealous?" Carlos never treated any of those women seriously. If him being with another woman bothered her, he

not jealous. Why would you think that? Do as you like. I don't care." The last few words were not only

eyes returned to the iPad

Debbie couldn't enjoy the delicious bowl of congee with salted pork and century egg in front of her, even though that was her favorite dish. Instead of wolfing it down, she remarked, "If you want

slowly put down the iPad

her wrist and pulled

Julie was busy in the kitchen. Debbie flushed and tried to free herself. "Julie,

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

do." Did he have to be so close to her to say that? She didn't want to think

a bit of rice on the corner of your mouth,"

a little. When she understood what he meant, she stuck her