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

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

lessons. You still haven't forgotten about me, right?" Unfortunately, Carlos had taken

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

sent from her phone was, "My

that message. Perhaps he believed that she had

did he do it? How did

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

was surprised by her own ability to 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

up a cigarette, took a moderately big drag and exhaled. "Your lover?" Carlos sneered.

Debbie decided it would be best to spare him the details. She turned around and looked at

resuming his usual cold expression, Carlos remained silent for a

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

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 wanted to ingratiate herself with them. Now all that remained

was that she

reply was something she could not have anticipated in

and continued, "I'm sure to drive him out of

stared into Carlos'

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 and he would like you to go

phone screen. It was a horror film set

ran down her spine

she turned around, opened the door

any messages from now on!" Debbie promised.

flashed a satisfied smile as he stood up and walked towards her. "Wait for me

out and held Debbie in his loving

put her hands on his firm chest and was just about to say something, when he lowered his

shut close as she melted in his arms like a doll made out of wax.

a handsome man was leaning against the couch with a glass of red wine in his hand. The man was none other than Carlos.

across 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, so he went out