Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Chapter 96 How Could You

"I can't! I want to buy something with the money I earned on my own. There's no point in buying it with the money you or Carlos gave me," Debbie snapped back.

Sitting on the curb of the empty road, Jared raised his head to look at the dark sky and asked, "Where are you going anyway? It's late. And freezing. You're not going home?"

"No, I'm not. I... I'll spend the night in a hotel."

She really hated to watch Carlos and Megan show off their affection in front of her. She wasn't going to go home and be humiliated that way. And the dorm gates were probably closed by now. A hotel was her only option.

At midnight, Carlos got a text message that Debbie's credit card had been just used to secure a hotel room.

'I thought she was in Kasie's house!' he mused. Instantly, he called the hotel manager and asked whether Debbie was alone.

The manager answered honestly, "There are two of them."

After some pause, he added, "A girl and a boy."

Carlos was fuming with rage. So this was how she repaid him after everything he'd done for her!

He wasted no time rushing all the way there, pausing for nothing. Breathlessly, he tore into the hotel lobby. His livid face stopped the manager from saying anything. Holding breath, the scared man carefully led him straight to Debbie's room. He inserted the universal key card and opened the door.

As he peered inside, the manager was stunned at the sight.

It was the cheapest single-bed room in this four-star hotel. Debbie was sound asleep in the bed, while a big guy was curling up, snoring on the sofa. The sofa was so small that his legs hung over the sides.

Carlos kicked him in the leg. Jared woke up instantly. He was having a nice dream and this guy just ruined it. He threw back the quilt and jumped off the sofa, still fully clothed. Annoyed, he shouted, "Fuck! Who the hell— Car— Mr. Huo."

Upon hearing Jared's sharp, angry shouts, Debbie opened her eyes and blinked. She was still sleepy. 'Why is Carlos here?

I'm in the hotel, not the villa! I must be dreaming.'

drift off. Carlos wasn't interested in letting her do this. He walked up to the bedside and demanded in

I'm not dreaming. He IS

covered her head with the

was so hoarse Carlos frowned. Was she

quilt and

his way. He wouldn't let this young man go without Carlos'

you?!" 'How could you sleep in a hotel room with my wife?' This was what Carlos wanted to

Jared thought to himself and believed that he needed to explain it. "It's freezing outside, so I stayed here. You saw

He quickly cried, "I was wrong. I should've left. Mr. Huo, please

kick him, but Debbie caught his arm and

was in a bad mood. He had spent hours with her making sure she was okay. It was below zero outside.

was no mistaking it even then. They were in separate quilts with their heads on

He was equally annoyed—he figured she was just being petty, and told her to just shut up and sleep. They had spent much

found out. But Debbie told him that Carlos was off having sex with another girl and he'd never know. He was too busy.

still figured he wasn't going to be there that long. He was just going to calm her down and leave after

barged in...

last time!" Carlos warned Jared and left the

wouldn't be coming back. Then he asked the manager for a new quilt and fell asleep in the

and Debbie reached the villa, it was already 3 in the morning.

she pushed him out. "Megan's sleeping in my room,"

she was too sleepy to argue with

woke up again, Carlos was not in her room. She cleared her throat and swallowed, finding that it wasn't nearly

she heard made her stop mid-stride and stiffen. She heard laughter coming from the dining hall, and

realized that

didn't say anything about it. In fact, she greeted her cheerfully, "Aunt Debbie, here you are! Breakfast is

Debbie

away from

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