Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Chapter 192 Don’t Be Shy, Grandma

Carlos pulled her into his arms and whispered, "Don't worry about me. I can carry you home and still show you a good time. I can prove it to you."

"Stop it." Debbie covered his mouth with her hand.

Carlos pulled her hand away and kissed her on the lips. "What? Can't I say this stuff to my wife?"

"Maybe. And maybe you should be locked up for saying things like that."

"Just think about how lonely you'd get if I were put in prison. Not a good idea. You'd miss me way too much."

"You're so modest!" she giggled. He was right. She was getting a bit tired.

The rain was starting to come down in earnest. It was drizzling and their hair was starting to get wet. They ducked under an overhanging roof, trying to stay dry. Carlos took off his overcoat and spread it over her head.

Debbie pulled it off again. "No. This is your favorite overcoat. And very expensive. I can't let you do this. It'll get ruined." She knew how much Carlos liked that particular article of clothing.

Carlos put it back over her head. "I can always buy a new coat. I don't want you to get sick."

He was so considerate. Debbie was enormously moved. What was happening reminded her of a song

which goes, "For the rest of my life, I want only you, for better or worse."

If Emmett knew Carlos had protected Debbie from the rain with his favorite overcoat, he would have marveled at how important Debbie was to Carlos. He already thought of Carlos as Debbie's slave, and that would have proven it even more. That was something new to Emmett, and he figured that bending over backwards for someone wasn't healthy. But then again, he had never been in love, at least not that kind of deep, enduring love, so he wouldn't know until he fell that deeply.

The rain was getting heavier. Worried that Debbie might be cold, Carlos called his assistant to ask him to pick them up.

The next day, Debbie didn't show up downstairs until eleven, still yawning.

face. Standing next to Valerie was Megan, who waited on her like

Debbie said.

time it is?" Valerie berated her,

of water for herself and took out her phone to check the time. It was eleven o'clock. "I'm sorry. I still haven't gotten over

old lady snorted loudly, refusing her explanation. "You can't sleep in

"You should discuss this

am I supposed to discuss this

comes home late from work every day. And he usually brings some work home and doesn't go to bed until the

the middle of the night, but sometimes, he won't leave me alone until the birds start chirping. So you see, Grandma, you have to talk to him about this. I used to practice martial arts, but even so, I

Valerie's face turned red with embarrassment as she was listening to Debbie. "So

the whole time. "Aunt Debbie, maybe you should keep

Valerie with her hands as the old lady walked towards the door. Debbie watched them, confused. "That's my husband I was talking about. Isn't it normal for couples

made it to the living room yet when she turned back

up the glass of water and put it to her mouth. Valerie's red face made her want to laugh so much. She stifled her laughter and somehow thought the old

have some fun outside, but it was very cold. It was snowing outside, and the flakes rested on the ground and blanketed the countryside in bright white. It probably wasn't the best idea to go out

and decided to go outside and have some fun. But Valerie stopped her by saying, "The help has the day off.

say that. The first floor was at least two hundred square meters, which usually took a few servants to clean it. Now Valerie wanted her to do all the work by herself? This wasn't a reasonable expectation of work. This was a

it? Or is it too hard for you? As the daughter-in-law of the Huo family, you can't

acknowledge that I'm the daughter-in-law, ' Debbie sneered in her heart. "I can clean it. But I need her help." Debbie pointed at Megan who wore a smug smirk on her

the

enough, Valerie said, "Megan has better things to do. What you need to do is clean.

Debbie decided to put up

the shed and started doing the

been a long time since the last time she did housework. She had been treated like a queen ever since she married Carlos. Soon after she had started, she began panting. Her shirt clung to her uncomfortably, and she started to perspire. It didn't take long before she

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