Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

"Hello, Philip," Debbie greeted on the phone. "What? Now?" Narrowing her eyes, she said, "Okay, got it. I'll be there as soon as I can." After hanging up the call, she took a much needed deep breath. Ever since she had given Philip the divorce papers, she had been staying in the dorm. There was no reason for her to live in the villa anymore.

Yet a moment ago, she had received Philip's call and he had asked her to go back there. Unaware of the purpose behind his request, she became a bit worried.

"Kristina," Debbie began, turning to look at her, "I'm sorry you have to go back to school alone. I need to go back home."

"What?" Kristina asked in confusion. "Is there something wrong?" Concern was written all over her face. As much as Debbie wanted to share the truth, she felt it would be better to keep this to herself.

Shaking her head, Debbie answered, "No. Don't worry. I'll see you tomorrow."

"All right then," Kristina said with a hint of uncertainty in her voice. "Goodbye!"

A bit grateful that she did not have to answer any more questions, Debbie waited for her friend to get into the taxi they had just hailed and leave before she hailed another one for herself. While heading to the East City Villa, she was in a rather nervous state. 'Did Carlos already agree to sign the divorce papers?' she thought. If he did, Debbie wondered why she still had to make the trip back there. Upon reaching her destination, she paid the fare and got out of the taxi.

Then, she stood on the spot while the taxi drove away, and stared at the villa lit with more lights than she could count. Her eyes were filled with worry.

Usually, there were only three people including her in the villa. Accompanying her were the servant and the steward who were Julie Liu and Philip respectively. It was past ten o'clock in the evening now. Neither Julie Liu nor Philip would typically stay overnight in the villa, yet it seemed like there were still people at home. There was only one explanation for Philip to stay so late -- Carlos was at home.

The young lady took a deep breath, opened the entrance door gently, and sneaked into the living room. There was no point in delaying her arrival.

Philip's voice could be vaguely heard, and as she peered into the room, two men came into view.

With a domineering aura, Carlos was sitting on the couch. The man did not appear like he was in a good mood. While staying hidden, Debbie considered walking out of the house, but her feet did not move and she had her eyes fixed on Carlos.

His eyes were shut while he was listening to Philip's report regarding her personal information and recent activities.

"She ranked the last in high school," Philip said, carefully observing his boss' reaction. "And she failed the college entrance exam. As per your request, I've arranged her application to study in the Finance Department of Economics and Management School of Y City University. She is currently a junior student..."

did not even open his eyes. It was as though he hadn't heard the door open earlier. Deep in thought, the seemingly unaware man tapped the wooden armrest of

do in the university?" Carlos interrupted Philip's report, his voice low and attractive at the same time. Clasping her hands together, Debbie quietly

having spent three years serving her, Philip believed that she was a good girl,

and authoritative that it made the other two people in

in defeat, as though he were saying, "Kid, I can't help you this time. Only God can help you now." Then, to Debbie's horror, Philip began recounting everything she had

would give the steward a sarcastic thumbs-up and praise

of the university called me the other day. She was informed by someone that Mrs. Huo had formed a gang. She had gang fights, and..." After a short pause, he added,

what she had done, the first person that came to

Biting her lower lip, she began to justify herself and thought, 'Yes, I did smash the teacher's desk. But it wasn't

furiously. 'He's my

up, Carlos' authoritative voice echoed in the living room. "Enough! Clean a room for me," he instructed Philip. Finally, he opened his eyes and directly

wondered to himself. 'But even if he wants to live here, why

dare to ask Carlos. "Yes, Mr. Huo," he said promptly,

Debbie noticed Carlos' cold glare, her heart skipped a beat. Like a child, she gripped her shirt tightly and lowered

sophisticated businessman who had dealt with various people multiple

in a trance, Debbie immediately obeyed his order without hesitation. Then, she stopped

ask his men to bury me again? Should I run away now? I don't want to die...' A myriad of thoughts flooded her mind.

at the girl whose face was as pale as

anything. You've provoked me so many times. You even sang a song to curse me. Why

here once again," Carlos said coldly. His next words made her eyes

had been thrown into a vat of ice

any freedom in the future! I need to do something about this!' she thought defiantly, raising her

"Do you not agree?" The fury in her eyes made