Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

"Okay, fine," Carlos replied resignedly. "You know, I intended to have a passionate night with you yesterday, but this injury totally ruined my plans," he confessed. He had been patient with Debbie for a long time. If he waited any longer, he was afraid that something wrong could happen to his manhood.

Debbie gave him a glare and seized the opportunity to complain, "You should have known better than to get yourself injured. Maybe God doesn't want you to get your own way."

"If that had been the case, then my injuries wouldn't have landed on my arm. Deb, I can push myself up with one arm. How about we have a try?"

Debbie's heart was racing and she could hardly maintain her composure anymore. Carlos seemed odd to her today. He kept hitting on her and as if that wasn't enough to throw her off the mark, he was very handsy as well. Desperate for a way to contain her surging emotions, she stomped on his foot and snapped, albeit frivolously, "Keep your hands off me!"

Carlos was amused by the shy and annoyed expression on her face. He bowed his head and kissed her forehead softly before whispering, "Honey, I'll go to the hospital with you, but I think I deserve a reward for the trouble."

Hearing him call her honey again, Debbie couldn't help smiling and taunted quietly, "And what reward does this child want?"

"This, of course." He pulled her into his arms and kissed her deeply on the lips. Nothing else could be heard anymore in the room except for the heavy breathing of the two.

Some time later, Debbie walked out of Carlos' room again with burning cheeks, looking definitely rumpled. She fetched a mask from her bedroom and asked Carlos to put it on.

Just as they were about to leave, Debbie reminded him to put on a pair of sunglasses too. After that, she took a glance at him and decided that everything was finally set now. They left the villa and headed for the hospital.

Emmett had already made an appointment for them with the doctor. In the consulting room, the doctor looked at Carlos' wound carefully and changed his dressing. It took about two hours to complete the process, after which, they left the doctor's consulting room. Debbie had been under the impression that they would be heading back to the villa immediately, but to her surprise, Carlos was holding her hand and leading her to the inpatient department.

"Where are we going?" she asked in confusion.

"The inpatient department. Megan was hospitalized and is being kept under observation."

Hearing Megan's name, Debbie didn't respond and just followed him silently.

Hardly had they reached the door of the ward before they heard the sound of Megan's laughter emanating cheerfully from inside, in stark contrast to the hospital's general ambiance. At that point, Debbie noticed an evident smile on her husband's face, and secretly, made a face in disapproval.

they noticed that Damon and Wesley were already there. Megan was sitting on the edge of the bed,

She ran towards Carlos, calling in a cheerful voice, "Ah,

arms to catch the girl. "Mmm, I'm fine. But you be careful. You shouldn't do anything

leave the hospital,"

Carlos pulled her out of his arms and rebuked her, "Aunt Debbie is here too. I didn't

seen Debbie, Megan put on an embarrassed look and apologized, "Hi, Aunt Debbie. I'm sorry. I was too worried about Uncle

Uncle Carlos did the right thing in protecting you. After all,

so Uncle Carlos told you

have secrets." Debbie took Carlos' hand

could be seen from a mile away in his

happy to hear what she had

people with your affections and flrting?" Damon retorted from the bed, fed up with the sweetness between the

It looked like he had turned into

to me. Worse than that, you asked me to go away. I guess you forget

with a careless expression on his face,

after I got injured?" Carlos retorted. All

Megan is much more important than you. It would be obvious to anyone that I would want

say that she was more important than Carlos, Megan laughed. She walked over to Damon, grabbed his sleeve, and appealed like a spoiled brat, "Uncle Damon, you're the

Damon put his arm around Megan's shoulders and looked at Carlos provocatively.

he asked Wesley, who had been looking out the window the entire time and seemed the least

fine. She can be discharged from hospital tomorrow." Wesley withdrew his gaze

Debbie closer to him and sat down on the sofa with her. Crossing his legs, he settled in comfortably and watched Megan and

the ward opened again. Curtis and

soon as he saw