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.

Then she nodded, "Mom, I can understand...Dad. Maybe to him, I'm just

plane to New York, Debbie had secretly practiced addressing Valerie and James as "Grandma" and "Dad" hundreds of times. Unfortunately, she didn't have the chance to

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

Tabitha suddenly talked about Megan's 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

or Debbie. "Megan is an adorable girl. We all like her,

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 she decided to be obedient to

much more she could ask for, and Debbie seemed sincere. At least there'd be less drama this way, she hoped.

"D-Debbie, why don't you go to the study and get Carlos out of there? You know James' temper... If I go there, I don't think...he'll listen to

heard James' roaring coming from within the study. 'If James wouldn't listen to Tabitha, then why does she think

as she was bidden. She didn't want the Huo family members to argue

door to the study. "Come in," came

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 step on

sorry to interrupt you," said Debbie.

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

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 James belittling Debbie.

didn't expect his son to argue 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 a thick book

The book hit her arm and then fell

stung. Luckily, it was winter, and she was wearing thick clothes. Otherwise, she