Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife
Chapter 57 You Need To Do Nothing But Count The Money
Although Carlos had heard Debbie's words clearly, he didn't respond, choosing to look out the car window instead.
"You are not calling your lawyer? Fine! I'll call Emmett and ask him to call your lawyer!" Debbie said as she called out the address book on the vehicle navigation screen.
"Without my consent, he won't call the lawyer." The man finally opened his mouth to speak.
"Then call him!" she demanded.
"Focus on driving. I'm a man of my word. I won't rescind my decision."
As the light changed, Debbie had to restart the engine. While focusing on the road, she asked, "What do you prefer to eat?" After all, he was the boss.
"Eat whatever you want," he said indifferently.
Undecided on where to go, Debbie ran a few names of familiar places through her mind. At last, a restaurant popped up.
She drove to the destination and pulled over.
When they got out of the car, Carlos' face soured at the sight of the restaurant.
Debbie gave him a big grin, and pointing to the restaurant said, "I suddenly want to eat durian pizza. That's why I drove here. I know the restaurant might be a little too cheap for your fancy, but it's much better than street food, right? Come on. Just give it a try."
It was a national chain restaurant and the food was pretty good. The chain operated stores in most of the leading shopping malls. To Debbie, it was a nice restaurant. To Carlos, however, it was one of those low-end places he associated with needless penny-pinching.
After a moment's thought, he acceded, albeit begrudgingly, and walked towards the entrance of the restaurant.
Debbie immediately followed after him.
It was 8 p.m., but the place was still bustling with customers. Debbie and Carlos sat at a table near the window. Among the patrons, a few heads turned to greet the arrival of the beautiful couple.
A waitress came to them, and when she noticed Carlos, her eyes widened. Debbie shook her head with resignation and looked at the menu. "A large-sized durian pizza, a durian multi-layer cake, paella and Spanish mackerel dumplings. I'm done. What would you like to eat?"
but he didn't give it even the mere dignity of a
he have to come along if he thought it was low-grade? Whatever the case, he could as well
it possible that he just wanted to accompany me?' Her heart raced at the
after the waitress
in, "I knew it." To which Debbie blushed. She wanted
just fine. It's only a matter of time." He swore to himself that he would turn her into the perfect
talking about? I wasn't going to discuss with him whether I'm a good girl or not.' She shook the weird feeling off, leaned toward him and said in a serious tone, "Are you sure you want to transfer the club to me? I believe it will go bankrupt within
well, Carlos said in a low, attractive voice, "Rest assured. You need to do nothing but count the
her as the lawful owner of the club, he'd also gradually turn more and more shares
to turn his tempting offer down. The business offer aside, his chiseled looks were so inviting, she feared she'd give in to
gold digger. How about this? As long as you don't make me the owner, I won't divorce you," she offered. To be honest, it was not a bad idea to have a husband like Carlos. He was
heaved a sigh of relief that he managed to have her rule out divorce. However he kept calm and composed. "Don't bother bargaining with me. I don't think you're capable of it yet. I can
is he being so bossy?' Debbie rolled her eyes.
served. The aroma made her drool as
cut the pizza, Carlos took the cutter from her hand.
he had already rolled his sleeves up. He cut the pizza
put it onto Debbie's plate. The little gesture touched her. To her,
own. Apart from her late father, she had never depended on a soul.
cautious about her independent nature and they ended up not being much helpful. For example, her best buddy, Jared, had never treated her like a
had been the one who provided everything in that relationship. All that
who had already sliced the
he realized Debbie was distrait, he dropped the cutter just
her knife and fork. After several bites, she noticed that Carlos didn't eat. "Please have some,"
her hand to pick up Carlos' knife and fork which
he
a big fan of durian. Almost loathed
for both of us." It was a large-sized pizza, a little too much for one
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