Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Debbie turned in bed and rested her head on Carlos' arm, her cheek against his chest.

With the woman he loved sleeping in his arms, Carlos felt deep contentment at heart. What else could he wish for? Looking at her affectionately, he reminded her gently, "Honey, we have to get going. We can continue to sleep after we come back from the airport."

"Mmm..." she muttered, and buried her cheek deeper in his chest. "One more minute," she said.

"Honey, your mother-in-law's plane is about to land."

'Mother-in-law!' Now she totally woke up. Looking him straight in the eye, she could't help but smile at his handsome face. "It's great," she said.

"What's great?" asked Carlos.

Debbie locked her arms around his neck so that half of her body was on his. "This. Us. When I wake up and find you, my handsome, well-heeled husband by my side, it's the best feeling there could ever be. You complete my dreams."

"You'll get used to it, because you'll wake up in my arms every day."

"I want to, but it's impossible, since you're so busy. You have business trips from time to time. How am I going to wake up in your arms when you're not even at my side?" Once again, she snuggled closer and pressed her cheek against his chest.

The force of his heartbeat's throbbing made her feel so close to him. For the first time, since her father's death, she felt safe around a man.

Caressing her gently, he kissed her eyebrows. "If you like, I can take you with me wherever I go. You can go with me on my next business trip."

When his hand slid across her skin, she savored the slight ticklish feeling. "It would be quite an honor to go with you. I'd gladly follow you around like a shadow," she giggled.

"I'd like it even better if you and I became a part of each other," Carlos said.

abruptly, trying to divert his attention. But her bait didn't work. Instead, he grabbed her. "It's ticklish," she

birds chirped pleasantly, jumping here and there among the boughs. It was a good day. Hypnotized by the beautiful music of nature all around him, Carlos savored how Debbie's mellow laughter blended into the symphony.

left back door and opened it respectfully. A pair of feet in brand-new black leather shoes stretched out and stepped on the ground. Then emerged Carlos, in a long

and stretched out

sunglasses, Debbie took his hand and smiled, "You're being overcautious. I'm wearing sneakers, so I

Straight out of the car, they sauntered into the waiting room arm in arm.

keenly observing every woman of about fifty and above. Fidgeting, she wondered if Carlos' mother looked her age, or if she was one of those few who retained youthful looks even in old age. Luckily, before long, a middle-aged woman in a limited edition Giorgio Armani white mink walked out of the VIP passage, accompanied by

had

hug, Debbie watched from aside. The woman too was wearing trendy sunglasses and carried herself with grace that

looks amazing.' From the way she talked to Carlos, Debbie could see a gentle, caring mom

again before Carlos turned around

so she took off her sunglasses and beamed, "Son, is this Debbie?

hand, Carlos pulled her beside him and proudly announced, "Mom, this is Debbie Nian. We're married."

word "married" froze the smile on Tabitha's face. 'Married? This is huge. How come I wasn't

woman's facial expression, Debbie greeted, "Mom, I'm Debbie. Glad to meet

a smile and embraced

blushed, her nervousness obviously showing on the face. Carlos took her into his arms and suggested, "Mom,

son was in the city. Although they had made their appearances at the airport for only a few minutes, by now, a lot of people

that Carlos and his mom could sit together and talk

sit together in the back and let

flattered, Debbie reflexively

back seats, he took his place in the passenger seat.