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.

of the last time when she had beaten him to a pulp flashed before his eyes. He started

car, held his head, pressed his ugly face against the footprint,

the millionth time, she

looked at her car. Seeing no sign of damage, she pulled Victor up and thrust him

painfully, rolled, and struggled to stand up. "If you dare touch my car

hurting face and started

the living room. She walked to the door as soon as she saw Debbie walk in

and walked into the living room. "Aunt, I'm going to New York tomorrow, so I came

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

down on the sofa when Sasha, in pajamas, came

they both slumped into the couch. "Debbie, I missed you so much. Did you come here alone? Where is my cousin-in-law?" Sasha asked after giving Debbie

looked towards the door after breaking from Debbie's embrace.

up from the sofa and straightened her clothes. "Stop

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

on her snacks, suddenly stopped. She looked at Sasha in surprise. "What

Huo. Gail, don't you know? Debbie married Carlos

suspected

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

sleep and don't come down

Carlos Huo?' was the only thing lingering in her mind. 'Debbie married