Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Carlos' tall figure came into view. Realizing she was in Hayden's arms now, Debbie felt the blood rushing to her head. She knew that she had done wrong, and she was now in a compromising position. Carlos would be angry with her, she knew that. And he had no sense when it came to Debbie. It was like she knew exactly which button to push to drive him crazy, but didn't know she was doing it until it was too late.

'I'm so screwed!'

She released Hayden's neck and jumped out of his arms. She was so anxious that she staggered when she landed on the floor. Luckily, Hayden steadied her and kept her from a nasty fall.

'Dammit! I promised Carlos that I wouldn't hang around with Hayden.'

Carlos stood where he was, wordless. His eyes fixed upon her, as cold as ice.

Debbie opened her mouth to explain, but nothing came out, and she shut it again. After recalling what he had done for Megan, she decided otherwise.

She turned and walked into the kitchen, without saying a word.

Now, Hayden was sure that there must be something wrong between Debbie and Carlos.

He gave Carlos a smile and sat on the couch naturally, almost as if he were not a guest. "It's not what it looks like, Mr. Huo. I'm here for egg tarts. I helped Deb on the plane earlier, and she wanted to make egg tarts for me in return. Nothing happened. You seem like a reasonable man..."

Resting his hands in his pockets, Carlos cast a cold glance at Hayden and said indifferently, "You seem to have a lot of free time, Mr. Gu. Do you want a lot more?"

As a clever man, Hayden instantly heard the warning in Carlos' words. "Thank you, Mr. Huo, but I'm good. We're really busy these days. After all, we'd been preparing bids on a specific contract for a while, but ZL Group suddenly stepped in and outbid us. We have to stay alert, right?" Hayden said.

Carlos turned to look at Debbie, who was pretending to be busy in the kitchen. "You like egg tarts, Mr. Gu?"

Hayden didn't know why Carlos asked, so he simply answered, "Deb's making them."

"Then just sit here and wait. Remember, don't take off."

After saying that, Carlos walked past the couch, and into the kitchen. He turned off the tap and pulled Debbie, who was washing a rag, into his arms. His moves were quick and smooth.

you— Mmm..." Carlos kissed her rudely on the lips. His kiss was fierce and deliberate, showing disdain for his guest, and showing this rival for his true love's affections exactly who was in charge. By telling him to stay

the couch in the living room, could clearly see what was going

wearing a knit shirt, under which Carlos' hand was caressing her breasts. It was obvious what he was doing,

Carlos was about to do, Debbie couldn't believe it, her eyes wide. 'Carlos must be crazy. He wants to

push him away, but to no avail. His hands were like the arms of an octopus, and every

a well-educated man, with an aristocratic background. Not the kind of creep who

door, heading for the gates to the villa. After pausing briefly and casting a sad glance back at the villa, he left. Carlos finally let go of Debbie's lips and was about to take off his pants when Debbie blurted out, "Cut it out. My

think I'm an idiot? Your aunt Flo has already been here

her aunt Flo had already visited her

then, Carlos completely

Emmett looked at Hayden's secretary with a mocking smile and taunted, "Hey, man. Why is your boss always pestering

man answered in a diplomatic manner, "That's

boss not to be the third wheel. It's messed up that a CEO

kept smiling. "If Mr. Gu and the girl truly love each other, then your boss

shocked by his words. "I always knew Hayden Gu was kind of a crazy guy. I didn't

the secretary's face. "Mr. Zhong, watch your

Oh, forgive me for not acting all proper. Should I

snap back. After all, Emmett was Carlos' secretary, and he couldn't afford to offend

villa were opened, and Hayden walked out, a blank

closer look, and found that Hayden's eyes were bloodshot and he

the price. Young man, you've bitten off more than you can chew. You

a cheerful smile, Emmett

always a polite man, cast a sidelong glance at Emmett and

a bad mood, and he

Tristan approached Emmett, who said, "That guy's a real tool, hitting on Mrs. Huo! I