Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

When Jared's friends found out he just bought fresh underpants for Carlos, they all burst into laughter. Some held their stomachs, trying to catch their breath in between. "You crazy bastard!" one of them even said. "So, man, have you imagined Carlos dominating you on bed?" Kasie teased. "Like, you jack off as you imagine him blowing you off?"

Jared's cheeks turned red in embarrassment. Annoyed, he shouted, "Stop it! I'm straight as hell! I'm not gay!"

The elevator finally came to a halt when it reached the fifth floor of the Alioth Building and Tristan greeted them. Upon seeing Debbie, he walked up to her along with the manager. "Good day, Mrs. Huo, welcome."

Debbie's eyes widened as she saw Tristan. She felt a bit shy when he addressed her as "Mrs. Huo". Then she turned to her friends and gestured towards him. "Guys, this is Tristan Zheng, Carlos' secretary."

"Good day," her friends greeted him and felt shy as he gave them a polite bow.

"Good day to you as well," Tristan smiled. "Follow us and we shall lead you to the best private booth in this building."

Debbie and her friends felt uneasy as they sat down. Tristan and some waitresses served the dishes. And obviously, it was something Carlos' secretary shouldn't do. She took the seafood platter from him and offered, "Tristan, there's no need to do this. Just sit down and have a meal with us."

Tristan shook his head, smiling as he bowed. "Thank you for your kindness, Mrs. Huo, but I am afraid that I'll have to turn down your invitation. I have to go back to the office later."

Debbie didn't protest and gave him a smile. "Is that so? Since you still have work to finish, it's best to take your leave now. Don't worry, I can take care of my guests."

"That's right," Kristina nodded. "You are being too kind to us. Don't mind us. We're old enough to take care of ourselves." She felt like she was in seventh heaven as it was the first time she had entered such a fancy restaurant. She felt a bit shy with the hospitality shown by Tristan and the manager.

As for Jared, he felt at home. After all he came from a wealthy family and was used to these kinds of places. He gave a smirk to Debbie. "Hey, Tomboy. Since I got your husband some underpants, can you ask him to give me a VIP card of this restaurant?"

Debbie rolled her eyes and replied sarcastically, "Oh sure, I will."

Jared laughed.

myself either,"

and felt the need to explain it. "Mrs. Huo, as per Mr. Huo's request, I have already informed the manager about the matter. You are

just heard. They all

past life to be blessed to be Carlos' wife! He's every woman's dream man! Damn, girl. Is Carlos open to the idea of being polygamous? If he is, then let me share him with

got interrupted when Debbie put a piece of chocolate into her mouth. The others only laughed at her joke. Debbie looked amused and said, "Sure. I don't mind, but we'll

food porn photos!"

phones and took

whispered to Tristan, "Can I just give each of them a VIP card? It would

course, Mrs. Huo. I'll tell the manager to give each of them a

quickly cut in, "Girl, no need for that! I can't

cards. You can

her hands, shrugging off their protests. "Nah. It's not a big deal. It's just a card." "Are you sure?"

"Yep!" Debbie nodded.

me the card. I'm fine as along as I can book

in agreement. Carlos was Debbie's husband and they felt that it would be shameful of them if they even dared to ask for more. "Debbie, it's alright,"

I'm still with Carlos in the future, then I'll bring you guys here many times as possible." But she couldn't say it out loud since Tristan was still around. She saw him calling

main courses, mushroom soup, some mousse cakes, flan, and a fruit platter. To top it off, the waitresses also served them some green tea and a bottle of fancy wine.

posted nine photos in WeChat Moments and captioned, "Great food. Great

should tie him up and ride him. Men love that kind of thing! It's bound

gradually faded. Debbie's face turned into different shades of