Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Carlos and Debbie shared cold glances towards one another. Belatedly, he passed the trophy and the prize on to her. According to the program, he would take the hand of the prizewinner and give it a firm shake.

When Debbie had taken the trophy and the prize with her left hand, she offered the other for him to shake. Carlos looked at her little hand for barely a second, and then rejected it.

He looked at Debbie and mentioned with a low voice, "Your hands are filthy."

Those four words alone were enough to offend her.

Thankfully, not a soul heard them. The crowd had eyes on Carlos as he was a dignitary. Everyone was stupefied as they spotted him decline to shake Debbie's hand. They all speculated on it.

'If it were only him and me here, I'd drag him to the Civil Affairs Department to get the divorce certificate and beat the hell out of him!' Debbie clenched her fists indignantly. Anger made itself evident on her face. She despised the man so much.

With hundreds and thousands of eyes that watched them, she could only swallow the utter humiliation.

Amidst the whole duration of the awarding, Carlos had his back facing against the camera, so only the ones on stage saw what he had done.

How Debbie wished she could throw the trophy and the prize into the trash bin. The mere thought that it had been infected by Carlos' germs disgusted her. Again, she could only do this in her imagination.

Event officially done, Debbie and her friends returned to the university.

Setting foot in the entrance, they were stopped by Gail, who asked Debbie to keep her end of the deal.

Intending for the second option which was to lock Curtis in his office, Debbie recalled what the disrespectful Carlos had done. 'If he happens to see me confess my love to him, he'd probably get so pissed! Oh my God, I actually kind of want to see how he'd react to it now!' she thought to herself in glee.

Momentarily mulling over her decision, Debbie wore a cunning smile and walked her way to one of the groves located in the university with her friends tagging along.

friends and gestured for them to wait until she finished. Then she went deep into the grove and found an old tree. Standing across the tree, she mustered the loudest voice she could and yelled, "Carlos Huo, I

her to repeat it ten times; Debbie did just that.

rested in the tree to take to the

the task, Debbie patted herself against her chest to calm down. What she didn't expect was for a man to appear behind the tree and when she

Debbie became pale. 'Why is Mr. Lu here?!'

for it!' Burying her face in her hands, Debbie pivoted and then sprinted to

where are you going?" Dixon asked, muddled.

sighting Dixon. She swiveled, her eyes scanning the area. No signs of Curtis were found. 'I guess he failed to recognize me, ' Debbie thought and sighed in relief. 'Although, I already saw

wife and it is perfectly normal for a wife to speak of her love about her husband!' Relief

figure in that manner stirred confusion inside Gail's mind.

she so happy? Doesn't she know that Mr. Huo hates women who try to court him?' That confusion ultimately mutated into annoyance. 'Smile all you can, Debbie Nian, for you are screwed

sent the video she had captured over to an individual.

inside her.

entity had taken over her

She knew the former silver

vent her anger out on, she grabbed a pillow and slammed it against

the ZL

was fully occupied. It was the latest electronics product launch event, and all reporters had their equipment set

that products from the ZL

and several other senior executives. All cameras were aimed at the seniors. It was protocol for all reporters

seats did the others do the same. The general manager gave an

on the