Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

It was Hayden's mom, Blanche.

Along with her were Hayden's father, Portia, a middle-aged couple, and a young man.

It looked like some kind of engagement meeting.

Since Blanche called her, Debbie knew she couldn't just run away. "Hi, nice to see you," she said, greeting Hayden's parents politely. She really wanted out of here. Seeing Hayden's family made her think of how he kept hitting on her. It was like he didn't want to believe she was really married, believed that he was entitled to her simply because he wanted her. Whenever he texted, her heart sank like a stone. Sometimes, while talking to him, she threw up in her mouth a bit.

"Why are you here?" asked Portia curtly, looking her up and down. She sounded surprised.

She didn't say it, but her tone told Debbie what she really thought was "Wow, woman, how can you even possibly afford this place?"

"Who is this?" asked the young man. Wearing a blue down jacket, he looked at Debbie the same way Portia had—only difference was he seemed interested. The glint in his eyes disgusted Debbie.

But somehow, the man looked familiar. She just couldn't quite place his face. She racked her brains trying to figure out where she'd seen him, but she couldn't figure it out. 'School? No. Maybe at one of Carlos' meetings? No. Who is this guy?'

"She's nobody. Lewis, Let's go," said Griffin Gu, Hayden's father.

Considering the history between Debbie and the Gu family, he knew nothing good would come out of this chance meeting. He wanted no trouble for anyone and hoped they could leave as soon as possible. However, Blanche wasn't done yet. "Are you here to see Hayden? No can do, sister. He's not here. He's on a date with my daughter-in-law-to-be." Her voice was full of contempt.

'Hayden has a fiancée? But why is he still texting me every day? What a jerk!' Debbie thought to herself. "It's not what you think. I didn't come here for your son. I'm just having dinner with some people," Debbie explained with a smile.

Hearing that Debbie wasn't there for Hayden, Blanche felt embarrassed. Clearly, she had fallen into a pit she dug for herself. To save face, she turned to the aloof woman standing next to her, and said with a fawning smile, "Mrs. Huo, this is my son's ex-girlfriend. My son dumped her years ago, but she still pesters him. Sorry about that. I'm so embarrassed."

'Mrs. Huo?' Debbie looked at the aloof woman again. She had the same cold presence as Carlos.

"Huo" in the city. Debbie thought maybe she wasn't related to Carlos

"Mrs. Gu, you're wrong. Your son is pestering me. I think I may need your help to get through to him. Since we're here right now, I'll just

up with someone's secretary and do some skin care, and then you think you're rich and powerful? Get over yourself! You said you're

son, Hayden, Blanche also thought Debbie married

and decided to ignore her. She turned to Mrs. Huo instead and wanted to give her a heads-up. "Lady, if I were you, I wouldn't

she wanted to say something, but she thought better of it and remained silent. Her son had been staring at Debbie with

slutty,

to get involved in the drama. They

however, didn't move. He hadn't taken his eyes off Debbie from the moment he saw her. "I'm also worried that Portia would turn out like her mom. How about I call off the engagement

out her necklace from under her clothes and shook it before Lewis Huo's eyes.

wanting to be noticed, she had been wearing her huge diamond wedding ring around her

she hadn't been wearing the ring and punished her for a

knew it was precious. Certainly more than any

the size of Debbie's ring, Portia started

ear studs Debbie wore were

she was in cost nearly twenty thousand.

really married

It made sense to Portia that he could afford these

girlfriend. I'll buy you two rings just like the one you have. What do you say?"

couldn't believe her ears. She looked at the man who was smiling at her evilly. 'He's flirting with me right in front of Portia. So did I get it

She walked away from Lewis Huo and took the call. "I'm heading back," she told