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?"

of Carlos, but he didn't give it even the mere dignity of a cursory glance. "I already ate," he said, the disinterest in his voice

he have to come along if he thought it was low-grade? Whatever the case, he could as well walk out, because she was not holding a gun to his head.

wanted to accompany me?' Her heart raced at the

that club. So after the waitress had left, she tapped the table to attract his attention. "Um, actually, I'm

"I knew it." To which

a matter of time." He swore to

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

in a low, attractive voice, "Rest assured. You need to do nothing but count the money. There will be a professional team to

also gradually turn more and more

The business offer aside, his chiseled looks were so inviting, she feared she'd give in to him at any

blushed face, she leaned back to keep him at arm's length. "There's no pressure to appoint me the owner. That points me in a bad light. I'm not a gold digger. How about this? As long as you don't make me the owner, I won't divorce you," she offered. To be

Carlos. He heaved a sigh of relief that he managed to have her rule out divorce. However he kept calm and composed. "Don't bother

is he being so bossy?' Debbie rolled

made her drool as she picked up the

pizza, Carlos took the cutter from her

already rolled his sleeves up. He cut the pizza in an elegant

it onto Debbie's plate. The little gesture touched

Apart from her late father, she had never depended on a

the time, the men in her life tended to be cautious about her independent nature and they ended up not being much helpful. For example,

In fact, she had been the one who provided

had already sliced

just hard enough to jerk her back to

she picked up her knife and fork. After several

her hand to pick up Carlos' knife and fork which he had pushed away.

need for that," he politely declined her offer.

big fan of durian. Almost loathed the stuff.

both of us." It was a large-sized pizza, a little too much for one person, in addition to the other food she

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