Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

It was midnight, but Debbie still hadn't heard from Carlos. Before long, she drifted off.

In the dead of the night, someone opened the door to her bedroom silently.

That someone walked in stealthily and glanced around the room. The fragrance in the air filled his nose. He sniffed greedily.

In her sleep, Debbie felt that mysterious figure slip into her bed. Assuming that it was her husband, she didn't open her eyes and held him tightly. "Honey, finally, you're back," she muttered.

Without a word, the man tried to kiss her lips, but Debbie happened to slide down a little, so he kissed her hair instead.

She opened her eyes a little and found the room was completely dark. Unable to see anything, she closed her eyes again and snuggled into the man's arms. "Mr. Handsome, did you just take a shower? You smell good. Is that new cologne?" The scent was a bit strong.

The man didn't answer. He turned over and threw himself on top of her.

Sensing what he was about to do, Debbie woke up. "No, Mr. Handsome, I'm good. I'm still sore from last time."

'Wait. Something's wrong, ' Debbie realized.

'This doesn't feel right. The weight and scent are both wrong!'

Debbie's eyes snapped open. She reached for the lamp on the nightstand, fumbling with the switch. Her eyes widened in shock when she saw the man's face.

Angry, she pushed him off of her forcefully, and the man was dumped unceremoniously onto the lushly carpeted floor. "Ow! Dammit! What's wrong?" he howled.

Debbie straightened her pajamas quickly. Usually, she slept naked. But tonight, she had been so sleepy that she had dozed off in pajamas. Lucky for her, otherwise he would have felt something he had no right to. This man was no Carlos. Indeed, he could never match up to that powerful, handsome presence. Instead, this guy would forever be in Carlos' shadow, no matter where Carlos was at the time.

the bed and grabbed Lewis' ear furiously. "How

thought you might be lonely, so I came in to give you some lov—

could finish his words, Debbie released his ear and gave him a

the others are here. They all think I'm a

snapped a picture of her and Lewis earlier and sent it to

was on his way home. His

moment, they were already near the manor. A couple of minutes later,

reach the door and open it for him, Carlos already got out of the car and strode into the house quickly and purposefully. He was fully enraged.

deep in sleep. However, right now, each room was bright with the lights on. His family were crowded in the hallway

demanded. Spotting him, they all made

his face. Beside him was Debbie with a coat draped around her shoulders.

her explanation. Carlos was the only one that

she didn't move. She was waiting for him to go near

to this family! Carlos, look what your wife did! Trying to bed your cousin while you weren't home! We wouldn't have known, but they were too loud. This is the woman you've been protecting!

feet and looked fearfully at Carlos. "C-Carlos, Debbie...she told me that... you weren't home tonight and... asked me to... to c-come to her room. S-so

a whore! Even though your father and

said anything. Some were too scared

livid expression on her face, as if she wanted to beat him to death right now. If looks could

without a word, sent him flying to the wall with a heavy kick. The beaten man

gaped at the sight. Worried about Lewis, Valerie panicked. "What are you doing? Why

heavy blows to the face. The disgusting man's squeals pierced the air. And blood covered his whole front side, red, wet, sticky;

over to Carlos to calm him down.