Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

The livid look on Carlos' face scared Colleen stiff. If anything, she knew Carlos well enough not to cross his line.

She immediately clutched at Curtis' arm and huddled for cover behind him.

With profound resignation, Curtis patted Carlos' shoulder and tried to appease him. "Man, we both know Debbie well. She deliberately chose this club, just to piss you off. Come on! She's just acting like any other woman in a situation like this. As a man, you should try and understand."

Although Debbie was embarrassed at how her scheme plan had been so easily exposed, she still stubbornly refused to admit her fault. Instead, she tried to downplay her mistake with a joke. "Mr. Lu, you took it wrong. I came here because I knew there would be handsome rent boys around. Lately, Carlos has been drab, boring. I wanted to try someone new... Aaargh! Carlos Huo, what are you doing? Let me go!"

In the twinkling of an eye, Carlos pounced on Debbie, forcefully pulling her over from behind Colleen's back, his face dark and threatening. The look on his face alone scared the bejesus out of Debbie. 'Dammit! Why did I have to piss him off?' "Help! Help! Mr. Lu, Damon, Wesley...please somebody, help me out..."

"Shut the hell up!" Carlos wondered what had come over Debbie.

Leaning against the wall, Damon shook his hand and said casually, "For all the trouble you have caused everyone, we'll leave Carlos to deal with you whichever way he sees best. So you two had better sort out your differences without involving any of us." 'Why would anyone want to have a girlfriend as bold and reckless as Debbie?' he wondered.

Looking deeply thoughtful, Wesley spoke his thoughts out. "I can only imagine what it would be like if she had fooled any of us into her mischief."

Adjusting his glasses, Curtis chimed in with a smile, "The disagreements you two are having only prove how deeply you love each other. Colleen and I can only sincerely wish you well after this is over."

Now Debbie realized she was alone in dealing with her own mess, and no one was willing to intervene on her behalf. In desperation, she turned to Emmett. Perhaps he would be her last hope. "Emmett, please, help! If you can, please..." She paused, not knowing what to say next.

But Emmett too was careful to not meddle in the private issues of his boss. Pretending not to care about Debbie's request, he turned to Kasie instead and held her close in his arms. "Mrs. Huo, Mr. Lu is right. You and Mr. Huo are just getting to know each other. It's part and parcel of love. The only challenge is that it takes time and lots of patience in how you deal with each other."

By now, Carlos had already dragged Debbie to the door. Not willing to give up, she clung on to the door-frame and yelled, "Why do you leave me in the lurch? You should at least allow me the little courtesy to invite the girls to the manor. Colleen, Kasie, Wesley's girlfriend...why don't you guys come have a drink at my place?"

Surprised at the way Debbie had addressed her, Blair smiled sweetly and declined the invitation politely. "Thank you, Debbie. But today is not the right time. We'll visit you next time."

waved her hand at Debbie and said, "Tomboy, it's very late

my back in times like this. Why don't you put in a good word for me when Carlos is about

beat you. Oh, by the way, you may want to stay at home tomorrow because

immediately diffused the tension in the

rolled her eyes, and turned to Colleen, who burst

guess Kasie's right. Just be girly and see how Carlos

think I can, Colleen..." Debbie was still

to do it. Good luck," said

please, I really can't..." protested Debbie, obviously still mad

yourself," Colleen kept urging. Of course Colleen knew how

her hardcore stance, Carlos finally ran out of patience. He scooped her up into his arms and carried her to the

nauseated from the struggle. Finally, Carlos put her in the back seat and closed

the driver's seat, locked the car doors and started the engine.

me off!" Debbie shouted, leaning against the car door.

Carlos didn't respond.

I don't want to

Emmett's number. "Book a hotel room for me, and buy me a few items for the night. Get a pen and write down the

item of what Carlos asked Emmett to buy, she sprung to her feet. Forgetting she was in a small

Carlos said indifferently,

toys? "Listen! If that's your idea of fun, you'd better not involve me," she sneered. "And I mean it.

Carlos

took out her phone, dialed Emmett's number and told him in a hurry, "Emmett, I think your boss has had one too many. He's completely sloshed. Don't

the call with some hesitation. On hearing Debbie's anxious voice, he put in, "But Mr. Huo told me to... I don't think it would be wise of me to take instructions