Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

'She even used Carlos' unconscious grandpa as a pawn in her game. She would really use everything she could, ' Debbie thought. She took a deep breath and snorted, "You've finally shown your true colors. You declaring war on me? "

"War? Don't be stupid. You're not even a worthy opponent. I can make Uncle Carlos spend the night here if I want. Want proof?" Megan asked in a weird, creepy voice.

"Huh! Who on earth do you really like? Carlos? Wesley? Curtis? Or Damon?" Debbie asked.

"I like them all," Megan answered simply. "You're absolutely the biggest ho I've ever known. Too bad for you, Carlos's married. I'm his wife, and you're just one of many women who want him."

"I warned you, but since you're so stupid, don't cry when things get tough." Megan laughed like a happy witch over the phone.

Debbie had never feared anyone before except Carlos. An 18-year-old was definitely no threat to her. What was she thinking? Besides, Carlos wouldn't cheat on her. He had many opportunities to, and hadn't done so yet. So was Megan just a madwoman chasing a dream she could never have? Or was there something to what she was saying? After all, Carlos' family seemed to like Megan a lot more than they liked Debbie. On the other hand, Carlos had beaten his own family members in defense of Debbie, so maybe this was really woman to woman. "Bring it, Miss Lan!"

"Good!"

"Can you hand the phone to my husband now?"

"Of course, Aunt Debbie!" Magically, Megan's voice was back to the usual sweet one. She was good at sounding bubbly and innocent. Probably the weapon she used well against Carlos, and on the family if anyone called her out on her actions.

She walked downstairs and came to the kitchen, where Carlos was cooking for her. "Why did you come downstairs?" he asked when she showed up at the door.

With a sad face, Megan raised the phone so that he could see the screen. "Aunt Debbie wants to talk to you. I didn't want to come down. But she said it's urgent. I told her you were cooking, and then she started yelling at me. Uncle Carlos, you should try and calm her down."

Debbie heard everything. 'She's pretending to be soft and innocent again, that evil, manipulative bitch!' she cursed.

Seeing that Megan had answered his private call, Carlos was a bit annoyed. "Go wait outside," he said to her.

Megan read the annoyance on Carlos' face. She left the kitchen obediently.

asked tenderly on the phone, "Why aren't you asleep yet?

how hard Debbie was trying to suppress her anger. Remembering Kasie's advice, she answered gently, "I couldn't sleep.

and they were all worried about her, so they dropped it

while adeptly cracking an egg into

the sound of whisking eggs, Debbie felt her heart was soaked in bitterness, but she pretended not to mind. "I didn't know you could cook. When did you learn

cook for you someday soon,

that?" Debbie's eyes started tearing up. Carlos was busy every day.

the noodles I

her tears

she'd always been trying to reign

was only around Carlos that she would suppress her anger

it was urgent.

back to Y City

finished with work by then. What's

conflicted. She appreciated what Carlos had done for her, from the bottom of her heart, but meanwhile, she couldn't stand him being nice to other women, even if the woman was his supposed niece. Especially a niece who wanted him for herself!

but she also thought

her seem petty.

wanted to cry, but she didn't know

you, honey. I can't sleep without you

missed her too, but the meal wasn't finished yet. He didn't like leaving things half done. "I'll be back

the villa. He could get there in very few minutes. He always finished what he had

I'll wait for

"All right, bye."

Debbie got a message from Kasie. "How's