Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

"Hello, Mrs. Huo," a guest greeted Debbie.

Wherever she went, people greeted her politely. Wearing a rigid smile on her face, she nodded to each of them.

Finally, Debbie found Kasie and Sasha in front of one of the watch counters. They were happily selecting their favorite watches.

"Hey, you two—"

"Mrs. Huo, good evening!" Before Debbie could call out to Kasie and Sasha, people started gathering around her once again. Even the saleswoman at the watch counter stared at Debbie with sparkly eyes.

Debbie felt so helpless. She wanted to leave the place as quickly as possible and go back home. She didn't want to stay there any longer.

"Debbie, perfect timing! Come here! I need your opinion on something," Kasie said excitedly as she pulled Debbie closer to her. She and Sasha were confused as to which watch to buy.

Sasha looked at her cousin with so much admiration and marveled at her popularity, "Debbie, you're living an amazing life! You know, I was really interested in some of these watches, but Mr. Huo had already bought them for you before I could even get to them. I'm super jealous of you right now! Oh, when will I meet such a wonderful husband?"

Debbie was a little taken aback. 'Carlos bought me more watches? When? I didn't see him buy any, ' she wondered. Confused, she asked, "What are you saying? He didn't buy any more watches except the one on my wrist." They had been together the whole time. But she never saw him buy any other watch.

Sasha nodded firmly. "He did! I saw it with my own eyes. Every item you looked at for more than a few seconds was immediately bought for you by his assistant."

Debbie's jaw dropped. She hadn't noticed it at all. It was such a waste of money! How could Carlos squander money like it was nothing?

In an instant, Debbie turned around and ran her eyes around the hall. She was going to look for Carlos and lecture him about the importance of money.

But Kasie grabbed hold of her arm to stop her from going away. "Don't leave yet! Tell me which of these to buy first!"

Debbie quickly looked between the two watches Kasie was pointing at and chose the one on the right. "This. It fits your image and temperament."

"Yeah, I thought so. I prefer this one too... But it's really expensive. My mom gave me five hundred thousand dollars, but this

saved some money in secret, it was still not enough

turned to the saleswoman and inquired, "Hi there. Do you think

the woman could speak, Kasie answered for her, "No, I already

manager," the saleswoman said quickly and then picked up her intercom to call

Debbie exchanged curious glances with each

just

her arm on Debbie's shoulder and sighed happily. "Oh,

could even get discounts for luxurious commodities at an

her name on a bill. But she didn't make the payment after signing it. Perplexed, he approached her and asked, "You are not paying for

wasn't like her. He had gone shopping with her a few times and generally, whenever

said cheerfully, "Thanks to Tomboy, the manager promised

Emmett thought, confused. 'All the commodities at the exposition are limited editions. How could she possibly get a discount? Since the manager said that he

thought of that, Emmett was determined to pay the bill for Kasie himself. He was her boyfriend! He should make the payment for her purchases rather than let some stranger pay for

Kasie asked with concern as she looked at the shoe box in her hands.

me. I'll go find Carlos myself," Debbie said. Her right heel

me to help you. So, it would be better if I walk you

to your Emmett. See what he's

walk her to the lounge, they would gather around her again, asking her this and that to show their concern,

being surrounded by the mob again, Debbie refused Emmett's and

was swiping his credit card to make the payment. He had with him the bill with Kasie's signature on

was doing. Ignoring Debbie completely, she hastily ran up to

lot of things. She couldn't let him pay the bill for her any more than this.

The payment was done and the receipt was printed. Frustrated, Kasie took out her phone in an attempt to send him the money. She said gloomily, "You're just an assistant. How much money do you earn every month? I'm transferring you the money right away. My dad is rich anyway. If I don't spend