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

further delay, Debbie unlocked her phone and looked over the messages between her and Hayden. Much to her surprise, somehow the conversation had continued even after her phone had been confiscated by Carlos.

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

must 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

was, "My husband is not an

he believed that she had married some

When did he do it? How did I not see

find that Carlos had sent the messages while he was

stay calm in such a moment. If it were in the past, she would have already broken his bones. But the truth was, she was no match for him in

him. Carlos lit up a cigarette, took a moderately big drag and exhaled.

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

usual cold expression, Carlos remained

him about a boy she had feelings for not too long ago. Her words came back to him and he believed that boy to be the one who

head unconsciously, but then she thought 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 falling out with his family members, she no longer

to Carlos was that she hoped it would convince him to divorce her.

she could not

challenges." He curled his lips and continued, "I'm sure to drive him out of

had left Debbie as she stared into Carlos' eyes

around and walked out of the office. When she shut 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

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

her spine almost instantly.

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

won't send him any messages from

walked towards

and held Debbie

his firm chest and was just about to say something, when he lowered his head and kissed

close as she melted in his arms like a doll made out of wax. 'Why does he always kiss me in his office? He is a good kisser,

private booth of the Orchid Private Club, a handsome man was leaning against the couch with a glass of red wine in his hand. The man was none other than Carlos.

Han. They were Carlos' closest friends. Wesley was not interested in what