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."

sighed helplessly. She said, "Yeah, I thought so. I prefer this one too... But it's really expensive. My mom gave

money in secret, it was still not enough

inquired, "Hi there. Do you think you can give us a discount on

answered for her, "No, I already

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

and Debbie exchanged curious glances with each

the saleswoman returned and said, "Mrs. Huo, ladies. The manager said that you could just sign the bill first and pick whichever watch you like. We will

arm on Debbie's shoulder and sighed happily. "Oh, Mrs. Huo. It's

They could

saw Kasie signing her name on a bill. But she didn't make the payment after signing it. Perplexed, he approached her

like her. He had gone shopping with her a few times and generally, whenever she liked

said cheerfully, "Thanks to Tomboy, the manager promised to give me

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 would give her a discount, it probably meant that someone must have paid the bill for Kasie, as a way of showing

should make the payment for her purchases

with concern as she looked at the shoe box in

Debbie said. Her right heel was

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

suggest you turn your attention to your Emmett. See what he's doing!" She snatched the box from Kasie's hands swiftly.

the whole evening, and if people saw Kasie hold her arm and walk her to the lounge, they would gather around her again, asking her this and that to show their concern, even though they would just be doing it to

the mob again, Debbie refused Emmett's

credit card to make the payment. He had with him the bill

doing. Ignoring Debbie completely, she hastily ran

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

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