Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Avoiding Gus, Debbie found a quiet corner and sat down, looking blankly into the distance. She was immersed in deep thoughts. 'What's Carlos doing right now? I've been away for a few days. Has he been missing me?'

Since she was on a trip far away from the city, Debbie had left her diamond ring behind.

"Debbie."

Her train of thoughts was interrupted by a voice again and she snapped back into reality.

Debbie turned to look at the person and gave him a friendly smile. "Hi, Gregory." Gregory had helped her several times in the past few days and she felt the need to be polite to him though she did want to stay alone and allow herself to indulge in Carlos' memories.

Gregory sat down next to Debbie. "Why are you sitting here alone? Are you feeling cold?" he asked in a concerned tone.

"No, I'm okay."

She thought about her quarrel with Carlos a few days ago, so she wasn't in the mood to talk much. Gregory was a man of few words, so he didn't know what to say next either. Awkward silence filled the air.

He unwittingly stole glances at Debbie, who had loneliness written all over her face. Finally, he broke the silence and asked, "Debbie, you look upset. What happened?"

"Oh...Um... It's nothing, really." Not knowing how to explain what had happened, Debbie gave him an embarrassed smile and then suggested quickly, "Let's go and find the others!" Being alone with someone who had nothing in common with her made Debbie feel uncomfortable.

Gregory stood still, watching his favorite girl walk away from him. He had a lot of questions for her, but they were all stuck in his throat.

to ask her about her relationship with Carlos. But he knew that he wasn't in a position to ask such a private question. Left with no choice, he hurried to catch up with her to find

complaining to another girl about how dirty the

like rambling, she would complain to the

her name while she was talking to the other girl. She instantly stopped wearing her long face. Forcing a tender smile, she

water for you. Please use it and keep warm." His heart ached when he saw Gail's reddened face due to the cold.

his kindness with a sweet smile. Tilting her head down shyly, she took the hot-water bag from Tim Zhang. He jogged away with his

the bag in her hands

so badly. Yet, she held back her anger. There were times that she felt helpless. If she and Gail were to be really

had to concede to

how bad her behavior was. She sighed inwardly and then walked up to her. "Wow!

do. But what about you? Does a tomboy like you get anything at all from anyone? Boys never

stung her heart. She wondered why there were so many men around a tomboy like Debbie. Did all of the men have such bad taste in women? Shifting her gaze from Gregory to Debbie, Gail mocked,

she referring to Jared? Then the weak lamb must be... Gregory?' Debbie thought and looked at the

she appears to be. And it's better to be a stupid puppet or a weak lamb than be a hypocritical bitch. Some people appear to be innocent and tender on the surface, but deep inside, they are dirty and vicious.

Gregory was now provoking Gail aggressively. Even though he didn't spell out Gail's name, everyone knew clearly who the hypocritical bitch he was

irritated Gail and stunned Debbie. Debbie had thought that Gregory was like a cute, docile pup which would never bite anyone. But now, he wasn't just biting. He was viciously tearing someone apart. Debbie

unable to utter a single word. It took her a moment

"Miss Gail Mu, I never said that I was talking about you. Don't get me wrong. Or do you actually think that you