Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Amused by Jared's reaction, Debbie winked at him and teased, "So now you've realized that you made a big mistake, huh? Can you imagine what Carlos would do to you if he thought you were having an affair with me? I'm really curious to find out."

All of a sudden, Carlos turned around and glared at Debbie. Immediately, she sat up straight and looked forward at the screen.

His cold eyes made her feel like she was lying on a bed of nails. 'Oh my God! Why is he looking at me like that? His gaze is sharp enough to see right through my soul, ' she thought.

It was not until then that she realized Carlos came to teach in the university for her. He made sure that Debbie had to attend all of his classes and he was even strict enough to give her trouble if she tried to cut classes.

Just as she had expected, Debbie was asked to go to Carlos' office when the class came to an end. She gave Jared her books and told him, "Go buy some firecrackers when you have time."

"Firecrackers? What for?" Jared was confused.

"When Carlos quits teaching, I'll set off firecrackers to celebrate the glorious moment."

Jared stood there without a word, unable to comprehend what Debbie was trying to accomplish.

In truth, he felt pity for Carlos, because he was the one who'd have to spend the rest of his life with a bad girl like Debbie.

In Carlos' office

Carlos walked in and placed Debbie's phone on the desk, the screen of which was now locked. "Unlock your phone!" he demanded coldly.

An idea popped up in her head just as Debbie reached out her hand to grab her phone. However, he quickly grabbed her hand and threatened, "If you don't unlock it, I'll unlock you this evening."

'Unlock me? What does he mean by that? It must be one of his dirty jokes again!'

Feeling embarrassed, Debbie forced a fake smile and said, "All right."

In the blink of an eye, just as Carlos released her hand, she grabbed her phone and dashed towards the door.

A cold voice from behind pulled her to a halt. "Look at your phone first. Then you may decide whether you want to run away or not."

Look at my

and looked over the messages between her and Hayden. Much to her

last message she had read from Hayden said, "I'll be in Y City at 3 p.m. I can help you make up for the missed lessons. You still haven't forgotten about me, right?" Unfortunately, Carlos had taken her phone away before she could send a reply. However, now she was looking at a reply on her phone screen that said— "My husband can help me make up for

be kidding me, right? Are you still mad at me? To be honest, no ordinary man would have the audacity to date a girl like you." Debbie was spitting fire when she saw this. She took a

last message sent from her phone was, "My husband is not

replied to that message. Perhaps he believed that

these messages himself? When did he do

she looked at the time logs of the messages, Debbie was surprised to find that Carlos had sent the messages while he was still lecturing to them in

calm in such a moment. If it were in the past, she would have already broken

the messages, she didn't turn around to face him. Carlos lit up a cigarette, took a moderately big drag and exhaled. "Your

What the fuck?' However, Debbie decided it would be best to spare him the details. She turned around and looked at her husband. "Yes, he is. So, will you divorce

and resuming his usual cold expression, Carlos remained silent for a long while

not too long ago. Her words came back to him and he believed that boy

of an opportunity and nodded. "Yes, I love him very much." However, she wasn't telling the truth. The truth was that she had loved the boy very much, but that was a very long time ago. After

Carlos was that she hoped it would convince him

not have anticipated in

challenges." He curled his lips and continued, "I'm sure to

Debbie as she stared into Carlos' eyes in

the door behind her, Tristan walked over to her with an unnervingly wide grin on his face. "Mr. Huo asked me to tell you that he had bought two movie tickets and he would like you to go to the cinema with him this

at the name of the movie on Tristan's phone screen. It was a horror film set to start at 2 a.m.

ran down her spine almost instantly.

any hesitation, she turned around, opened the door and ran back into the office.

send him any messages

up and walked towards her. "Wait for

said, as he reached out and held Debbie in his loving

to say something, when he lowered his head

like a doll made out of wax.

a private booth of the Orchid Private Club, a handsome man was leaning against the couch with a glass of red wine in his hand.

branded clothes—Wesley and Damon Han. They were Carlos' closest friends. Wesley was not interested in