Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

To ease the tension, Debbie took a deep breath and said, "You might be more open-minded since you grew up in Norway." Then with a delicate smile, she added, "But I'm conservative, and you can't behave like this again, Megan. Or else I may misunderstand you."

In response, Megan nodded and excused herself, saying, it would be better if she left, so that Carlos and Debbie could have some personal time alone.

"That's a good idea, considering your uncle Carlos is a married man. It's inappropriate for you two to be alone," Debbie cut in ahead of Carlos.

Then she winked at him and added, "Honey, I'll go back to school later. The driver can pick up Megan when he drives me to school."

However, Carlos didn't answer her back. Looking at Megan who was putting away her homework, he said, "Megan, I'll ask the driver to drop you home now."

"Who am I supposed to respond to between the two of you?" asked Megan, unimpressed by conflicting instructions.

Carlos shot Debbie a warning look and walked to the door, where he instructed, "Zelda, tell the driver to drop Megan home."

"Yes, Mr. Huo." On the spot, Zelda called the driver.

After Megan had left the office, Debbie turned around and was ready to leave too, when Carlos grabbed her hand. "Come in," he said.

"No. I'm not staying," she replied stubbornly, which came as a shock to the secretaries who had been observing what was going on in the CEO's office. 'Lord, did she just say no to Mr. Huo?' Anticipating their boss would explode with rage, they all pretended to bury their heads in work.

Everyone was afraid that they would be the victim of their boss' impending fury.

"I said, come in," Carlos continued in a colder tone, still holding Debbie's hand. The expression on his face indicated that his demand was non-negotiable.

However, Debbie shook his hand off and shouted, "I already said, no!"

She cast the man a glare and turned around. But the next thing she knew, her feet were off the floor, Carlos holding her by the waist and carrying her into his office.

"Carlos Huo, put me down! You sleazebag! I'll kill you! I'll..." The woman's voice trailed off when the door was shut.

and confused looks and lowered their heads again.

his office, Carlos put Debbie down on the sofa.

confined to the sofa, Carlos' body closely against hers. Humiliated and angry,

man was fierce. Yet the scent on his body was so enchanting for a moment, Debbie almost forgot to

Carlos kept on holding her. "Debbie Nian, you have been unreasonable. Don't push

Debbie took a deep breath, looked him in the eye and asked sarcastically, "Your buttons? Do you

hands gripping her wrists tightened. "I don't like repeating my words. For the last time, Megan is a girl Wesley and I are fostering together.

Debbie hit the ceiling. She tried to kick the man off her, but after some wriggling,

rest of her words caught in her throat when the fierce lips came again.

had been sucked empty. A moment more and she might suffocate from

for them to talk about what had been going on between them recently. "I have to go back to school. Let me go," she said.

move. "Are you

your ass!' she cursed in her heart. "Yes, I'm done." They were just a nominal couple after all. She shouldn't take everything seriously. At least that offered her

Carlos declared.

too much into it," Debbie

her, but didn't allow her to go. He made

her

which Carlos asked, "Why did

I keep them?" she

gift for you, and it pissed me off that you

I accept them? Get over yourself! I can say

those lipsticks away. She really loved the brand and colors, not to mention that now Megan had them. The idea made her wish she could

she recalled Megan kissing Carlos and how calm Carlos had been. The kiss must have happened a lot of times and he must have

no right to throw away gifts that have cost

who was trying to read what was going on in her mind.