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 dare you sneak into my

always busy. I was worried about you. I thought

words, Debbie released his ear and gave him a hard

my room, devil-may-care, even though most of the others are here. They all think I'm a

someone had snapped a picture of her and Lewis earlier and sent it to Carlos.

his way home. His face darkened

they were already near the

him, Carlos already got out of the car and strode into the house

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

going on?" Carlos demanded. Spotting him, they all made

out of his way, now Carlos could see clearly. Lewis was lying on the floor, cupping his face. Beside him was Debbie with a coat draped around her shoulders. Her eyes reddened as soon as she saw

scolded her harshly without listening to her explanation. Carlos was the

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

to bed your cousin while you

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

hideous face, Valerie berated, "You married well this time! God, what a whore! Even though

too scared to

to beat him to death right now. If looks could kill,

without a word, sent

sight. Worried about Lewis, Valerie panicked. "What are you doing? Why hit Lewis? It's your wife

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

to Carlos to calm him down.