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?"

feel guilty when I did nothing wrong? Carlos' dad almost passed out because he has a bad temper. Do you think I don't know that?" Debbie retorted. She wondered

behind their back, and you don't think it's rude? No wonder nobody likes you.

people behind their back? Stop making things up!

flushed red, taking on a threatening aura like a cobra ready to strike. Through gritted teeth, she blurted, "If it were not

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

her voice. The look in her eyes was weird. "What the hell are you talking about? I've always only liked

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 deceived them all,

that you not only said his dad was bad-tempered but also defamed my relationship with him

on me? Stop fooling yourself! Don't you know

mean he loves

into derisive laughter. "You like my husband,

nor denied

my husband to love you,

don't have to want anything. Your husband loves me from the beginning. If you hadn't popped

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 pushover? Debbie sighed. "Calling Carlos 'Uncle' isn't enough to show how important he is to

stomped her feet and finally managed, "You're taking advantage of

live with me from now on. Then you

of rage, Megan stormed out of the room in tears.

Debbie snorted.

do they all hate me so much? Is it something to do with my personality?' Then she thought of Carlos' family. 'Oh heck, what