Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

"Emmett, you're being too polite. We'll leave you be. You know where to find me if I'm needed," said the manager with a smile.

"Thank you, Mr. Yue."

Emmett had already made arrangements to make sure that Carlos and Debbie arrived at the hotel a few minutes before the others. Five minutes after Carlos had entered his room with Debbie, Emmett parked the car in the parking lot and then walked back to the hotel.

When the others reached the hotel, they didn't see Carlos' Emperor. Jared looked around. When he saw neither Debbie nor the Emperor, he asked one of Carlos' bodyguards where Debbie was. That was when he learnt that Debbie had arrived at the hotel a few minutes before them, and that most possibly, she was already in her hotel room.

Jared hesitated a little before he decided to call her. However, she didn't answer his call. To put it more precisely, she cut the call.

'What's wrong with her?' Jared wondered. After pondering over it, he whispered to one of the bodyguards with a goofy smile, "Mr. Huo is here, isn't he?"

Emmett had told the bodyguards when to talk, and when to keep their mouths shut. The bodyguard assumed that it should be safe to answer Jared's question, so he nodded.

'That's what I thought, ' Jared gloated.

Deciding to leave the couple alone, he put his phone away and strolled into his room humming a tune as he pulled his luggage behind him.

Just as Jared had imagined, the scene in the Presidential Suite was screeching hot. Its two occupants had been apart for too many days. Debbie was stripped down to her bra and panties.

Lost in Carlos' kisses, she lay in bed, enjoying their reunion. When her phone rang, Carlos turned it off impatiently, without even checking who was calling. His lips never left her body the whole time.

"Wait! I have to take a shower first,"

she said as Carlos' breathing got heavier. Southon Village was too cold and lacked facilities. So she had never got the chance to have a proper shower.

together afterwards," he

confessed, a little embarrassed. Knowing he was a neat

to do what

to the hotel. But Debbie had

he had been very handsy all the way. Frustrated as

were finally alone, he was acting like a wild predator set loose on its

the crazy night when she had gotten drunk. "Can I ask

"Hmm?"

be

Except for the one night long back, he hadn't been intimate with her for a while.

minutes later, Debbie was

times, exclaiming, "This is great! You get what you pay for!" She rolled on the soft bed until she was tired. Then with one hand propped against her chin, she said, "I should remember to thank Debbie someday. If

damn comfortable! I've never sat inside a Bentley Mulsanne before. Five million dollars! I used to be afraid to even get close to one

fuss, Jared joked as he leaned against the door, "You should hang out with me from now on. I'll make sure that you

the same car. And finally here came her chance to humiliate him. She took it immediately. "Ride in a luxury car every day? The entire city knows how strict your dad is. Nobody came to pick you up from Southon Village. You can't even get yourself a luxury

out of the cold village, Jared had been in a good mood. Right now, enjoying the heat and the luxury of the suite, he couldn't have been happier. Even Gail's insults didn't make him lose his temper. "Your dad didn't pick you up either. You are here because of your cousin, Debbie. Don't forget that. You're no better than

said. A barrage of questions was thrown at her. "Gail, Debbie is

come you've never mentioned it

you two

"

never mentioned her relationship with Debbie to anyone. She didn't

to admit it.

a gossipy girl asked. "So many posh cars came to pick