Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Carlos had been nice to Debbie all this time, and she really couldn't die like this.

Her will to live was so strong that she found the strength to swim upwards again.

After what felt like an eternity, she could breathe again. She took several breaths and shouted for help. "Help me..." Her voice could hardly be heard. She grabbed onto one of the concrete supports of the bridge and hung on for dear life.

Many people gathered on the bridge, and more people were arriving. A first-aid team arrived as well.

The moment she emerged from the water, someone saw her. "Look! Someone's there!"

Debbie was too tired, and when her fingers slipped from the concrete and she sank into the water again, she heard several people jump into the river.

Her chest burned like fire. She had no strength left at all; she closed her eyes and stopped struggling.

'Carlos Huo, I'm sorry...' Then she lost consciousness.

Debbie was awakened by the cold. She blinked, but the light was so blinding that she closed her eyes to stop the headache she felt coming on.

She heard people talking in her ear. Opening her eyes slowly again, she saw the blue sky.

'Am I still alive?' she thought.

"She's awake!" said a strange voice. "Is the ambulance here? She woke up!"

"Girl, are you all right?"

Debbie nodded by instinct. But she felt very cold, both physically and mentally. She was shivering, and for some reason, she was getting hot flashes. She wasn't sure why.

Someone helped her to her feet. She then noticed that she was wearing a man's coat. It was part of a uniform and had patches on it as well as a name badge. It must belong to someone on the first-aid team. Underneath, she was still wearing her wet knit shirt.

She heard the ambulance approaching, and some men gathered around her when it arrived. She was bidden to lie down on a stretcher and was carried into the ambulance by several men.

In the hospital

a bench in the corridor, Debbie looked up and down the intake hall. The wards were fully occupied, and even the hall itself was overflowing with patients. A nurse bound her head, and then set her up with an IV. The IV rack

we need you to contact your family. They need to pay for your treatment!" the nurse demanded in a loud voice with a wad of

nurse at first. Not

was practically yelling, like Debbie was deaf or something. Debbie opened her mouth, but before she could respond, a familiar voice met her

pay. How much is it?" She raised her head to see

have to stop meeting like this, ' she thought.

was Portia, staring at her with burning eyes.

a total of $2, 100. Here's the bill. The

said with a friendly smile, "Thank you for taking care of my

she was wearing a mask, you could tell from her reddened ears that she blushed with

the nurse left. He squatted down and looked at Debbie. "Are you okay? What happened?

to talk, Debbie

the bill. Wait for me

she croaked. After her experiences,

followed by Portia. Debbie could hear Portia berating Hayden. "Why did you help her? Look what she's

send you back home, okay? You don't need

out of earshot

Portia and ask

to her was a woman with a baby in her arms. With an embarrassed smile, Debbie said to her, "Excuse me, miss, may I borrow

the bone, and there was a blood-stained bandage around her head. The woman took out her phone and gave it to Debbie. She had no

thanked her and dialed Carlos' number.

the other hand, went directly to

the best way to bleed off this stress was to light up. After he lit the first one, he took a drag and let his chagrin float away with the smoke. He was still smoking when some

and sat on the desk. "Hey, bro. It's rather smoky in here. Isn't there a smoke detector in

Carlos could respond, Damon spotted something and approached him. "Wow! Guys, look at his lip! Who had the guts to bite you? It had to be your

wouldn't tease him," said Curtis. He knew Carlos well, and he felt he should remind Damon. He

fixed his eyes on Carlos, wondering

both of them stared at Carlos, who had just tapped his cigarette on the ashtray to get rid of the cherry. He still