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."

at my

Debbie unlocked her phone and looked over the messages between her and Hayden. Much to her surprise, somehow the conversation

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

at me? To be honest, no ordinary man would have the audacity to date a girl like you." Debbie was spitting fire when

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

replied to that message. Perhaps he believed that she had married

did he do it? How did I

time logs of the messages, Debbie was surprised to find that Carlos had sent the messages while he was still

moment. If it were in the past, she would have already broken his bones. But the truth was, she was no

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

lover? 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

expression, Carlos remained silent for a long while before he asked, "Do you love him that

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

The truth was that she had loved the boy very much, but that was a very long time ago. After falling out with his

reason why she lied to Carlos was that she

Carlos' reply was something she could not have anticipated in

curled his lips and continued, "I'm sure to drive him out

she stared into

the door behind her, Tristan walked over to her with an unnervingly wide grin on his face.

phone screen. It was a horror film

ran down her

the door and ran back into the office.

him any messages from

smile as he stood up and walked towards

out and held Debbie in his loving arms.

put her hands on his firm chest and was just about to say something, when he lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.

like a doll made out of wax. 'Why does he

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

him were two men wearing expensive branded clothes—Wesley and Damon Han. They were Carlos' closest friends. Wesley was not interested in what the other two were talking about,