Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Since they broke up, Gail didn't pretend to be sweet and refined anymore in front of Victor. So she readily took him on in a shouting match.

In a few minutes of the altercation, Victor's words got filthier. He was going to hit Gail. Debbie couldn't watch anymore.

She drove the car forward and stopped beside the two fighting people. The brand-new Cayman drew Gail's attention immediately. When she saw Debbie getting out of the car from the driver's seat, she asked with widened eyes, "Debbie, whose car is this?"

It sounded as if Debbie had stolen the car. Standing by the open door, Debbie ignored her and looked at Victor. The one-time vice general manager of the Shining International Plaza now looked every inch a lazy slob. His hair looked like a roughly built bird nest, his clothes wrinkled. From the length of his stubble, he must haven't shaven for two or three days.

Upon seeing Debbie, Victor found another outlet for his frustration and anger. He stalked towards the Porsche Cayman and demanded, "Hey, you! I've been looking for you for days on end. You got me canned, so you must compensate me for my loss!"

Debbie rolled her eyes. "How is your losing the job our fault?"

"If Gail and you hadn't fought the other day, she wouldn't have called me. If she hadn't called me, I wouldn't have gotten involved and thus fired." As a result of that incident, Victor was fired that evening, and Gail broke up with him within two weeks.

As soon as he finished his words, Victor kicked Debbie's car furiously, leaving a big footprint impressed on the red Cayman.

'Son of a bitch!' Debbie cursed inwardly. 'The car cost my husband a pretty penny, you idiot!' The sight of that ugly footprint gripped Debbie's heart so forcefully, you'd think she was going to have a heart attack.

Gail grabbed Victor's arm and spat, "Hey, idiot! This car has premium equipment. It's worth nearly two million. If you damage it, do you think you can even afford the fee for repairs with your jobless ass right now?"

Of course Victor was aware that the car was pricey. He loosened his tie carelessly. "It's just a car. Of course I can afford the fee."

Debbie limbered up a little by wriggling her wrists, seeing which, Victor already regretted what he had done. He was scared, but it was too late. Debbie already came to him and clutched his collar.

last time when she had beaten him to a pulp flashed before his eyes. He started shouting shrilly, "What are you doing?

head, pressed his ugly face against

the whole time, was stunned. For the millionth time, she felt lucky that she was Debbie's cousin and

footprint disappeared, Debbie looked at her car. Seeing no sign of damage, she pulled Victor up and thrust him to the

his stomach, Victor lay there in a crushed heap for a moment. He groaned painfully, rolled, and struggled to stand up. "If

his hurting face and started to

living room. She walked to the door as soon as she saw Debbie walk in with Gail. "Debbie, I

to New York tomorrow, so I came to say goodbye.

New York suddenly?" Lucinda asked a housemaid to serve some

sat down on the sofa when Sasha, in pajamas, came down the stairs excitedly. "Debbie, you're

much.

looked towards the door after breaking from Debbie's

sofa and straightened her clothes. "Stop looking. He didn't come.

disappointment. "Fine. It's normal for Mr. Huo to be busy. Even

looked at Sasha in surprise.

eyes in confusion. "Mr. Huo. Gail, don't

Carlos Huo?! ' Gail had suspected that, but every time she dismissed those thoughts as far-fetched.

she still felt it was surreal. 'How is it possible

Go back to sleep and don't come down until your head is

mind. 'Debbie married Carlos Huo?' The