Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

"A one-week leave? Why am I just hearing about this now?"

Philip lowered his head in silence, lacking any explanation.

"From now on, I want you to report her every move to me. Do you understand?" Carlos ordered sternly and took out his phone.

"Yes, Mr. Huo."

"Where is she heading? And why?"

"Um..." Philip hesitated for a second. "Mrs. Huo didn't mention anything." 'Didn't mention anything?

I guess she is avoiding me, ' Carlos wondered. Without further delay, he called Tristan and said, "Inform the airport immediately that..."

Within one hour, Debbie and her luggage showed up in the CEO's office at ZL Group.

As soon as she stepped into the office, she left her luggage against the wall, and hastened towards Carlos' desk. "Mr. Huo, what's this supposed to mean? Why did you do this? Don't I have my own freedom anymore?"

Carlos didn't say a word until he had finished going through the papers in his hand. He raised his sights to her face and said, "Come to the university with me this afternoon."

"No." Debbie refused him outright.

Disappointed, Carlos got out of his chair and asserted, "Too bad, you don't have a choice!"

Debbie slumped in an armchair in shock. Stunned, and not to mention angered, she finally spoke again after a moment. "Since you are not so busy right now, let's get to the matter we've been talking about without mincing our words. I've already signed the divorce papers. I really hope that you would do the same for me, for us, so that we can go our separate ways and carry on with our own lives." Ever since the idea of a divorce had popped into her head, it had always been there at the back of her mind.

her personal life lately. Far from feeling like she had married a husband, in truth, she felt like she had found

flattered anyone to gain favor, but lately she had been trying very hard to please her husband. As if that weren't bad enough, he wasn't making it any easier for her. Instead of having to see him only

a break with this man. It had to end today. She would much

and sat down. "Divorce is not

don't want your money. I don't want anything from you. Why are you still refusing to sign the papers? What else do you want?" 'What's wrong with this guy?' By then, she was so angry she wanted to rush over, choke him, kick

money in the past three years. Don't

do right by you in the past three years. I neglected you. I won't

apologize to me?' Debbie didn't see that coming.

Furthermore, according to the law, married couples who stay apart for two years or more are automatically considered divorced. So if you

him to let out a chuckle. After all, this young

problem. I can help her find

to be automatically divorced, the couple must be separated for two entire consecutive years. One year, nine months and ten days ago,

she wouldn't wake up and it was too dark to see anything anyway. Nothing

I didn't even know a man was sleeping next to

caused by the falling apart of the couples' relationship. In our case, I was working overseas. It doesn't fit the requirements, my dear. Besides, a

face fell faster than a corpse in cement boots. In that instant, her mouth hung with lips slightly parted and her eyes were as wide as they could stretch. She

hands on the arms of the chair, he pressed his face close to hers. Debbie was forced to lean back.

close? Is he trying to seduce me?' Debbie

sudden, the air became

requires evidence of a separation, which

of address was starting to mess with Debbie's head. "Y-Yes, I can," she stammered.