Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

"Old man... Mr. Handsome, are you okay? Why are you staring at me that way?" Debbie noticed the ocean of mixed emotions in Carlos' eyes and the complicated look on his face. She felt anxious, and her heart pounded hard in her chest.

Carlos kept gazing at her and still said nothing.

All he wanted to do was quietly admire her, hug her, feel her warmth, and kiss her.

That was just what he did. He embraced Debbie, holding her tightly to him and began kissing her tenderly. The kiss was soft, full of love and affection, unlike his usual imperious and hungry kisses. Debbie was taken aback by his show of affection and gentleness.

After the unexpected kiss, Debbie was left breathless. She swallowed nervously and stammered, "Have...have you done anything wrong to me?"

Carlos gazed at her and smiled. He stroked the strand of hair near her ear and said, "Go and bathe now. I'm going to make a call."

"Hmm. Okay!" Debbie nodded. She wanted to take a moment to be alone and calm herself down.

Carlos let go of her. He sat on the edge of the bed and watched Debbie go toward the bathroom. Every step of the way, Debbie kept turning back to Carlos, trying to spot anything suspicious. When she finally entered the bathroom, Carlos returned to his cold self again and left the bedroom.

He went straight to the study and called Frankie.

"Give me the phone number of Ivan's mom." It would have been better for Frankie to call Ivan's mom for him. But now he urgently needed to handle everything concerning Debbie, in person.

"Yes, Mr. Huo."

A few minutes later, Carlos received the number and called Elsie at once. "Good evening Mrs. Wen. This is Carlos Huo speaking. I'm sorry to bother you this late at night."

'Carlos Huo?'

Elsie was suddenly caught by surprise from the unexpected call from Carlos. She hastily sat up on the bed and turned the bed lamp on while kicking her husband to wake up. "Hello, Mr. Huo. It's okay. We aren't sleeping yet. Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Yes, there is. It's something very important."

Elsie became tense. "What is it?"

Debbie at all. He loves men. After marrying Debbie, he doesn't treat her well. He's even romantically involved with Debbie's best friend, Kasie. Mrs. Wen, I know all of this because I have seen it all with my own eyes. I'm not telling lies." Carlos cut to the chase and filled Elsie in

trying not to scream

rest assured, Mrs. Wen. The man that Ivan used to be involved with is now locked up behind bars. He was accused

could hardly take in and register all this information. She felt like she

on the desk, Carlos concluded, "Yes. I didn't mean to bother you with all this, but I feel great pity for Debbie. I hope you can stop Ivan

sentence was the key point of his

a shaky voice, "I understand, Mr. Huo. Thank

your rest. If you have time to visit Y City someday, I would be happy to accommodate you

next time. Goodbye." The moment the call was disconnected, Elsie slumped back against the bedhead and was silent with a worried

neighborhood of

after leaving the party midway. However, Ivan convinced her to go out with him for a

and then he suddenly glanced at her and said, "Debbie and I will be

in the passenger seat, Kasie looked across and asked, "Why? Because of

believed that Carlos had already regained his memory. 'Undoubtedly, I'll be Carlos' first target to deal with.' At the thought of that, Ivan sighed and

stand up to the

the scenery outside the car window, Kasie asked in a gloomy

Ivan was

turned to look at his profile. "You.

the contrary, Ivan was quite happy because Debbie would have a bright

sad about

of explaining anything to her, he requested, "Call your parents. Think of an excuse and tell them

"Why?" she asked.

could see a bright future with

tell me now and then drive me back home." Kasie had

the whole night to say

gaped at him, speechless. Did he really

and called her mother. Putting on a relaxed voice, she said, "Mom, I'm at my friend's house. I've had a bit of wine,

girl?" Mia asked routinely. It wasn't the first time that her daughter had stayed overnight at a friend's house. Each time, Kasie would call her to let her know so

I stayed overnight with a man?" Kasie lied, her eyes darting around with guilt. Typically, she would have hung up impatiently after her mother's