Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Chapter 241 The Silent Treatment

As soon as Debbie left the cab, the smoke filled her nostrils. She could taste the acrid vapors, stale, with a hint of bitterness. "Ugh...Carlos... ugh..." She coughed violently, tears threatening to come out. She hated the smell, hated the taste, and most of all hated not being able to breathe. Carlos did this deliberately. He knew she hated the habit, yet he exacerbated the problem. He couldn't stop playing pranks on her, and she walked into them all the time.

Carlos smiled mischievously.

The cab didn't leave immediately. The driver rolled down the window and stared at Carlos. After a while, he asked, "You look familiar. Are you Mr. Huo?"

Carlos nodded indifferently, at which the driver pushed the door open excitedly and rushed over to Carlos. He stammered out a request, nervous at finally meeting the man. "I...my daughter... my daughter worships you very much. Can I get an autograph for her? Her birthday's coming up. It would make an awesome present."

It was a request from a loving father. Hard to refuse. Carlos wanted kids, and his heart softened around them, indeed, at the very mention.

Carlos held Debbie tight in his arms and said, "Okay."

The driver ran back to the cab and rooted around in there for a long while, but he found nothing that Carlos could write with or on.

He turned back and looked at Carlos, eyes full of disappointment. "Never mind. I don't have a pen or paper. Thank you, Mr. Huo."

Carlos raised his eyebrows and released Debbie. He motioned the security guard to bring him some paper and a pen.

Then Carlos wrote, "Happy birthday! —Carlos Huo."

The driver was moved. While Carlos was writing, he took out his old phone and snapped a pic.

Carlos saw that, but he decided not to take it seriously. He was a fan, after all. What was the harm?

After handing the paper to the driver, he put his arm around Debbie's waist and walked back to the Emperor with her.

"Thank you, Mr. Huo! Bye, Mr. Huo!" the driver said. He watched the car drive into the manor. When the car couldn't be seen anymore, he spent a few minutes standing there to admire the grand house. There was a lot of square footage to be impressed with. He drank it all in with his eyes.

Inside the manor

as I got out of the cab. What were you thinking? If you hate me,

silently while she threw her tantrum. The longer he looked at her, the cuter he found her. If he

me, do you? Okay, then get out and go back to

of Manipulation?" Carlos

soon as I bring her up. I can't stand it anymore. Give me the ring back. I want a divorce!

ring Carlos was wearing. He grabbed her hands and said, "You're not getting this back.

Got a problem with that?" Debbie glared at him

you think we can

out of his grip and sat up straight. "Of course. I'll give it to another guy. Then, off you go.

to a sudden stop, and the driver killed the engine. Carlos grabbed her wrist tightly and

on his face was replaced by a look of intense gloom.

make sure she was alright. Even though

her before. But right now, the fierce man holding her wrist so tightly seemed a different person entirely. Debbie wanted to cry, but

it come to this?' she

violently, banging the wall on the opposite side. Debbie was tossed onto the bed. Luckily, the bed was

Before she could say anything, Carlos demanded, "Another guy? You already have someone in mind, don't you?

whatever you want. Listen, I did some thinking when I was in the cab. Aren't you going to send me abroad to study after my junior year? I don't want to wait till then. I wanna go now." A new

if she looked straight on, her eyes fell right

turned her head

embarrassment, Carlos turned her head back to make her

eyes wandered to avoid looking

He suddenly spoke. "Okay."

This was crazy! Though it was her

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