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.

him out and roared, "I'll say this one more time. Apologize to my

to Debbie and stammered between

Megan's arms and

Megan held Jake tight and

would anger Carlos, she would never have brought him along.

let me have

so I'm fine. Don't worry," answered Debbie

was fine, Tabitha was relieved.

the villa, a BMW pulled in beside Megan's Mercedes. A short, plump woman in a green down jacket threw herself

of jewelry, which she seemed to proudly flaunt. Obviously one hell of a flashy woman

she trotted over to Carlos and

thought he had backup, so he cried, "Mommy, mommy, help me! This man is bad. He hit me! And they

word, but she couldn't bring herself to confront Carlos. All she did was hug Jake tightly and console him.

late. Awful traffic," she said to Carlos

her indifferently and demanded 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

enough to explain the situation to her. Megan came to her and said, "Jake messed up his wife's cosmetics, which were worth tens of thousands of

the whole thing was just about some cosmetics. She was angry but she restrained herself. "Mrs. Huo, my son is crying his heart out just

part of the truth, and was about to say something, when the housemaid that had been with the boy all the time responded, "Lady, Mr. Huo doesn't care about the money 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 when Mrs. Huo tried to calm him down while

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

Huo was a man with vast influence across the city. That was not the kind of person she could afford to offend, for her own business