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.

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

with an enchanting sparkle, especially after the previous day's dull, cloudy weather. From the willows around the stream, birds chirped pleasantly, jumping here and there among the boughs.

the entrance to the arrival terminal of the airport, two Bentleys came to a halt. In the driver's seat of the one in front was Emmett. He got out first, trotted to the left back door and opened it respectfully. A pair of feet in brand-new black leather shoes stretched out and stepped on the ground.

out his right hand, saying,

tan overcoat, also wearing sunglasses, Debbie took his hand and smiled, "You're

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

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

had butterflies in her stomach.

for a hug, Debbie watched from aside. The woman too was wearing trendy

Carlos, Debbie could see a gentle, caring mom that many could

turned around as if to introduce Debbie.

the girl behind him, so she took off her sunglasses and beamed, "Son, is this Debbie?

proudly announced, "Mom, this is Debbie Nian. We're married." Then he turned to Debbie and said, "Debbie,

froze the smile on Tabitha's face. 'Married? This

of the woman's facial expression, Debbie greeted, "Mom, I'm Debbie.

seen the world. She put on a smile and embraced Debbie. "I'm glad too. Debbie, you're beautiful.

her nervousness obviously showing on the face. Carlos took her into his arms and suggested, "Mom, this is not a place to talk. Let's get in the car

had made their appearances at the airport for only a few minutes, by now, a lot of people in the hall were already gazing at them.

the passenger door and intended to get in so that Carlos and his mom could sit together and talk in

stopped her. "Debbie, let's sit together in the back and let Carlos sit in front," she said warmly.

Debbie reflexively

back seats, he took his