Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

For a few minutes, Jake had been crying outside. But it was hard for Debbie to leave the kid in the austere weather anymore. Ignoring Carlos' caveat, she opened the gate to the villa and walked over to the little boy, whose nose was red from the biting cold.

Heaving a sigh, she squatted to whisper in the boy's ear, "Jake, I'll take you inside, but you have to promise me to stop crying, okay?"

To Debbie's surprise, the imp pushed her hard without a word. Caught off guard, she slumped on the cold, snowy ground.

"You ungrateful, spoiled brat!" Debbie roared, boiling with rage as

Carlos stepped forward to help her to her feet. The grim look on his face as he helped her up was enough to stop the boy crying.

When everyone thought that was it, Carlos released Debbie, clutched the boy and spanked him so hard that

his palm hurt.

The kid burst out crying again. This time he was so loud you'd fear he was going to have a seizure.

Scared out of wits, Megan dashed over and intervened by pulling Carlos aside. Standing between him and the kid, she implored, "Uncle Carlos, Jake's mom is stuck in a traffic jam, but she should be here in about an hour. Can I get him out of here, please?"

"No, you can't!" Carlos growled coldly. "If you are worried about him, you can stay here and wait with him!"

Never had Carlos been so angry at Megan. Today, he had easily snapped at her time and again that she wondered what was wrong with him. Looking back, she recalled how just the other day he had also embarrassed her by standing her up at the party. She had been taunted by so many people. At the mere thought of it, anger consumed her eyes. But there was not much she could do, considering he held power over her. In disappointment, her mouth opened and closed involuntarily, as if she was going to say something but words failed her.

By now, the boy had cried so much that he was panting for breath. With a ferocious eye, Carlos looked at him and demanded, "Shut the hell up and apologize to my wife!"

A terrified Jake scampered for cover behind Megan, at his cold, menacing roar.

little brat's impenitence once again, Carlos pulled him out and

Debbie and stammered between sobs,

tucked him into Megan's arms

Megan held Jake tight and nodded with

boy would anger Carlos, she would

silently watching, walked over to check Debbie. "Debbie, let me have a look.

in snow, so I'm fine. Don't worry,"

was fine, Tabitha was

Mercedes. A short, plump woman in a green down jacket threw herself out of the

which she seemed to proudly flaunt. Obviously one hell of a flashy woman who just couldn't resist the urge to

trotted over to Carlos and said, "Hi, Mr. Huo. I'm Jake's

help me! This man is bad.

hit?' Her heart ached at the word, but she couldn't bring

Awful traffic," she said to

with a stern face, "Apologize to

did Mr. Huo get married?' Jake's mom wondered. She looked at the woman next to Carlos and thought, 'Is this Mrs. Huo? Why did

to her. Megan came to her and said, "Jake messed up his wife's cosmetics,

about some cosmetics. She was angry

of course. Your son was rude to Mrs. Huo. He not only messed up Mrs. Huo's cosmetics but also hit her with a jar of face cream. And

way the maid referred to Mrs. Huo again and again made Megan frown in

manner of the housemaid towards Debbie and the grave look on Carlos' face awoke Jake's mom to the seriousness of the situation. After all, Carlos Huo was a man with vast influence across the city. That was not the kind