Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

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

got out of the cab. What were you thinking? If you hate

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

you? Okay, then get out and go back to your

of Manipulation?" Carlos wondered.

I bring her up. I can't stand it anymore. Give

to grab for the ring Carlos was wearing. He grabbed her hands and

will! Got a problem with that?" Debbie glared

stand it anymore? Stand what? Besides, you think we can get a divorce if you get the ring back?" Carlos wanted to

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

came to a sudden stop, and the driver killed the

replaced by a look

and then upstairs. He didn't stop to make sure she was alright. Even though she stumbled, he simply lifted her

so tightly seemed a different person entirely. Debbie wanted to cry, but

did it come to this?' she thought

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

guy? You

She raised her head to look at the man standing over her. "Just because you have a mouth doesn't mean you can say 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 environment was what she needed right now. New faces, new places. She needed to stay away from Carlos, away from Megan. If she had to wait a few more months, it would drive her

in front of her. Awkwardly, if she looked straight on, her eyes fell right on his crotch. That was uncomfortable, to say the least.

head away immediately.

as if he hadn't even noticed her embarrassment, Carlos turned her head back to make her look at him.

eyes wandered to avoid

He suddenly spoke. "Okay."

This was crazy! Though it was her idea, she hadn't expected him to agree to