Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

As Debbie thought about it, she added in the group chat, "Guys, Carlos' family doesn't like me."

For a moment, no one said anything. It was Dixon who first chipped in, "It doesn't matter as long as Mr. Huo likes you."

Later, Kristina cut in, "You never know how complicated life in rich families can be. Before you left, I had thought to caution you, but I downplayed it. Ignore the others. Just as Doctor said, all that matters is that Mr. Huo loves you."

"Tomboy, since when do you care about other people's opinions? This isn't you," frankly wrote Jared, alongside an eye-rolling face emoji.

Debbie's eyes turned teary as she read through her friends' comforting words. In such trying moments, it was enough that her friends were always there for her.

There was a knock on the door. Debbie calmed herself down and opened the door, only to meet Megan, with her usual pesky attitude.

Without waiting for Debbie's permission, she walked in uninvited and locked the door from inside.

'She acts as if she was the hostess of the Huo family, ' Debbie sneered. "What do you want?" she asked indifferently.

Megan stared at her curtly. "If I were you, I would leave the Huo family this instant."

The ridiculous way she sounded made Debbie chuckle. "What's that supposed to mean?"

Since there were only the two of them in the room, Megan took off her masquerade and snorted, "Don't you see? You have turned the family into a war zone. Uncle Carlos' dad got so angry he almost passed out. It's New Year's Eve today and everyone is having a crappy mood, just because of you. Don't you feel bad for what you've done?"

has a bad temper. Do you think I

temper? I can't believe you've been talking about people behind their back, and you

their back? Stop making things

yet done! Debbie Nian, do you know?" That was just the provocation Megan was looking for. In an instant, her face flushed red, taking on a threatening aura like a cobra ready to strike. Through gritted teeth, she blurted, "If it were

Debbie thought. "Which one exactly do you want to marry among them four? Carlos? Mr. Lu? Wesley? Or Damon? Because

was weird. "What the hell are you talking about? I've always only liked Uncle Carlos

Don't think I haven't seen you hug and kiss Wesley and Curtis! You want them all, don't you? You act like an innocent little girl. But who can imagine that deep down you are such a loose little slut?! You have

that you not

Carlos on me? Stop fooling yourself! Don't you know how much your uncle

mean he loves you. Debbie Nian,

laughter. "You like my

neither admitted nor

want my husband to love

anything. Your husband loves me from the beginning. If you hadn't popped into the equation out of nowhere, he would have been

hated so much by her hosts in this life. Carlos' dad had smashed a teacup as soon as she entered the house. Now even an 18-year-old was trashing her right to her face. Did they see her as a

You!" Megan's face turned livid. She stomped her

Come, come. Call me 'Mommy' and live with me from now on. Then you can see your daddy every

tears. But before she left, she warned, "Debbie Nian, you

see!" Debbie snorted.

so many questions. 'Gail, Portia, Olga, and now Megan, why do they all hate me so much? Is it something to do with my personality?' Then she thought of Carlos' family. 'Oh