Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife
Chapter 182 Poor Mrs. Huo
Debbie shut her mouth immediately. As the saying goes, "He who talks much errs much." She wondered whether she had said something wrong that caused Valerie's fury. But she didn't say anything wrong.
"Debbie Nian! You are so rude! Didn't your parents teach you about self-esteem and self-respect?" Valerie's words cut Debbie's pride like a sharp knife.
Her face was hot as she felt both sad and humiliated.
"Grandma, Deb—"
Before Carlos could finish, Debbie interrupted him. 'Carlos has been yelled at by his family this whole time because of me. I should do something, ' she thought. Looking Valerie in the eye, she flashed a smile and said, "Grandma, I don't think it's a big deal to leave self-esteem and self-respect behind to be happy."
Carlos had done a lot for her, and she should repay him. And this was the best way she knew how. By carefully choosing words that they couldn't argue over, maybe she could stop them from fighting. Maybe she'd even win one for Carlos. Who knew? But it was important that she stood up for herself and for Carlos, not to mention for their marriage.
Carlos' eyes lit up when he heard this. Meanwhile, his heart ached as Debbie had to fight against three elders.
James knew he was in the wrong, so he had to find another excuse to yell at her. "Debbie Nian! Who do you think you are? We're older than you. Show some respect!"
Debbie blinked and sighed with resignation. "I wanted to respect you, but respect is a two-way street. You haven't shown me any respect at all."
No one had ever dared to talk to James like that before. His face twitched as he said through gritted teeth, "Fine! You have guts! Aren't you afraid that I'll drive you out of the Huo family's house?"
Upon hearing that, Debbie held Carlos' arm and said playfully, "Honey, your father wants to throw me out of the house. Protect me?"
laughter at
James still wore long faces. It would take more than just that to
my wife from now on. If someone dares hurt her while I'm away, Grandma, Dad,
that, he took Debbie's hand and left the study.
back, but Carlos paid no attention to him.
the door behind them and rested her head against his chest. "Honey, I just pissed off your whole
kissed her forehead and said, "That was awesome. You should get
study, I made Megan cry. Mom looked unhappy too. And I even talked to your grandma, dad, and uncle like that. Did I go too far?" For some reason, she regretted
didn't say anything wrong. Deb, you did a great job." When James lost his temper, Carlos wanted to leave the study. But Tabitha had urged him not to argue with James, for he had been taking
thought to herself. "If Dad heard this, he
are you wearing this? Aren't you hot?" he asked in confusion. The central heating in the villa worked very well. Debbie wiped her forehead, which
decently," said Debbie. She was wearing a short knit T-shirt and jeans inside
dad wanted to drive Debbie out of the Huo family's house, while she wanted to show respect to his family. Stroking her smooth face, he said softly, "I know it's a holiday, but I still have to go to the branch office here for work. Are you going to be okay here? Don't hesitate to call me if anyone tries something. No one's going to harass you if I have anything
worry. I don't think they'll harass me. They didn't
'Deb is so simple-minded.' He changed
I don't know why she cried." Debbie looked at Carlos carefully, wondering whose side he would take.
stroked her hair and asked
now? I'm not tired yet." Although it was already midnight, it was still daytime in Y City. She was
neither." Carlos flashed
About Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife - Chapter 182 Poor Mrs. Huo
Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife is the best current series of the author Bai Cha. With the below Chapter 182 Poor Mrs. Huo content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 182 Poor Mrs. Huo and update the next chapters of this series at novelebook.com