Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Miranda furrowed her eyebrows, annoyed by Megan's crying. "Stop crying for heaven's sake! It's New Year—a day of celebration. Crying is bad luck. Besides, are you a snowflake or something? I hate people bawling all the time. You should learn something from Debbie. Now, get back to your room and get some shut-eye."

Instantly, Megan stopped crying. With a pitiful expression, she apologized to Miranda. "I'm sorry, Miranda. I'm leaving now. Have a good night."

Connie helped Megan walk to her room. When they walked past Miranda, Connie said softly, "Mom, have a good rest."

Miranda nodded at Connie and then went back to her room. Despite Connie's humble family background, Miranda was pretty happy with her—Connie was kindhearted and was never a troublemaker. No drama was Miranda's rule, and Connie adhered to that.

When Tabitha and Connie left Megan's room and walked past the study, they could still hear James roaring.

Tabitha shook her head with profound resignation.

Debbie was unpacking when she heard a knock at the door. She opened it and saw her mother-in-law. "Mom, why aren't you in bed? It's late," she said with a smile.

Tabitha looked at her, not as close to Debbie as before. Hearing Megan trash-talking Debbie definitely changed the way she saw the woman. "What are you doing?" she asked.

Pointing to the luggage on the floor, Debbie replied, "Unpacking."

"Don't mind James. He's short-tempered. Don't take his words to heart," said Tabitha.

"Mom, I can understand...Dad. Maybe to him, I'm just some rando off the streets. Maybe he

Valerie and James as "Grandma" and "Dad" hundreds of times. Unfortunately, she didn't have

pretended to mention Megan casually. "By the way, how well do you know Megan? Her parents saved Carlos

parents. After short consideration, she realized that Megan must have snitched on her to Tabitha. She nodded honestly, "Carlos told me about that. Mom, don't worry. I'll be nice to her and

she should trust—Megan or Debbie. "Megan is an adorable girl. We all like her, especially Carlos' grandma.

married to my husband? Not a chance!' Debbie thought. If they weren't in the Huo family's manor, she would have already taught Megan a lesson. But

There wasn't much more she could ask for, and Debbie seemed sincere. At least there'd be less drama this way, she hoped. Tabitha didn't

Carlos out of there? You

within the study. 'If James wouldn't listen to Tabitha, then why does she think he'd listen to me?'

now that Tabitha had asked, Debbie decided to do as she was bidden. She didn't want the Huo family members to argue with each other

to the study. "Come

Wade were sitting opposite Carlos, and James stood before a desk. The floor was a mess—papers, pens, pen holders, knick-knacks, paperweights, paperclips, and staples. There was barely any place to

to interrupt you," said Debbie.

are you still doing here? Get the hell out of our house.

Huo!" Carlos called out his father's name as he stood up from the couch and put an arm around Debbie. He had kept silent all this time in the study, not giving a damn about what James said. In fact, he had even dozed off during James' tirade. He had heard it all before, and it bored him silly. But he couldn't bear to see

with him over a woman. He pointed at Carlos with a shaking hand and said through gritted teeth, "Ungrateful cur!" Hardly had his voice faded away when he threw

Debbie shouted, and held Carlos to protect him. The

winter, and she was wearing thick clothes. Otherwise, she