Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Debbie distanced herself from the man quickly. When she turned around to see who the man was, he leaped behind her again. It was beginning to frustrate her, but the man's game had only just begun.

The same routine was repeated a couple more times, and finally, Debbie could no longer hold back her annoyance. She shouted, "Are you here to fight or are you just making fun of me?! Be a man and fight with me, face to face!"

The amused man failed to suppress a snort.

Upon hearing him, Debbie was so shocked that she felt goosebumps on her arms. 'Not Carlos Huo again!' she thought and lamented.

Just as her shoulders sagged, indicating that she had dropped her guard, a familiar figure appeared in front of her from behind. Deep inside, she had wished for her suspicion to be wrong.

The disdain hanging on his face stung Debbie. Ignoring the fact that she was no match for him in Kung Fu, she clenched her fists and challenged him, "Fight me or leave!" But that only threw him in a fit of laughter. "Stop laughing like an idiot!" she demanded.

Resting both hands in his pockets, Carlos said casually, "Fight you? You're too weak to fight me."

Too naive for her own good, Debbie fell for another one of his attempts to provoke her. Without another word, she raised her fist and swung it towards his face.

Effortlessly, Carlos dodged the punch, and continued, "My, my! How rude of you! At this rate, no man will want to have you as a girlfriend."

But she was no longer listening. Debbie tried her best to attack Carlos but her efforts were futile. "That is none of your business!" she yelled, fuming with madness.

"Even if you were the only man in the world, you'd never have me!" she snapped back.

"Really?" he asked, amused. His eyes darkened whilst he was mulling over her words. "I see..." he said, nodding slightly. "So you want me to have you." With that, he gave her a suggestive grin which quickly turned her face red.

'Not only is he a bastard, but he's also a womanizer!

Ugh! How I wish I could just beat him up!' she thought while glaring at him.

pocket began to ring. It was probably Emmett looking for him. Ignoring his ringing phone, Carlos grabbed her fist with his

hand to reach into his pocket and dismiss the call, the other one continued to grab her wrist above her head. While she was still trapped against her wishes, he had his right knee between her legs and his upper body pressed against her. No matter how much Debbie tried,

his heavy breathing. It elicited a ticklish sensation within her which she did not appreciate. As her other hand was free from his grip, her first instinct was to scratch the ticklish

worked against his strength. She was rendered speechless.

time we were this close, you kneed me in the crotch. What if that stunt of yours made me impotent? No erection

by what his boss said. The client who Carlos was supposed to meet this evening, was getting impatient in

nearby streets, thinking that perhaps his boss had been caught up with finding a parking space. But then, he had suddenly remembered Debbie. Although it was a long shot, he

a distance felt surreal. 'Wow, ' Emmett thought deeply, 'I didn't expect him to be so

idea that she's actually his wife. How astonishing it is that he might really have a thing for

with her like this in the past. Carlos was the

indeed a womanizer, she thought, and somehow she felt upset about it. Taking a deep breath, she threatened, "Let go of me. Otherwise,

Carlos answered indifferently. Just when Debbie was about to scream at the top of

can save me from this hell!' Debbie thought gleefully, and then she called out to him, "Emmett, come here

did what first came to his mind and made a run for it, yelling, "I saw nothing!" The last thing he wanted to do was get on the wrong side of his boss. It was

was a family matter. As an outsider, he did

care of yourself!' Emmett thought ruefully, and then he

view. Even with a public toilet near the alley where they were currently

breath, Debbie finally looked the overpowering man in the eye.

else can I do? I guess for now... I should just admit my defeat, ' she thought. So she tried her best to hold back her anger and put on a

and answered, "You? A weak

barely be counted as a girl, ' Carlos thought, his eyes lingering on her body. 'She doesn't even have a big chest! As for her ass... it is not that hot either.'

agape at Carlos' boldness. What just happened? After what felt like decades,

full strength which was boosted with anger, Debbie was disappointed to find out that she still could not free her arm from his grip. Flustered, she said through