Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Debbie hadn't seen Hayden for more than two years. She had thought she had forgotten him, or that she wouldn't be emotional when she saw him again.

She was wrong.

After all, she had loved him once. It was impossible for her to feel nothing at all. You never quite stop caring for the other person, even if the other person turns out to be not who you thought they were. Something always lingers, always tugs at you. No matter how thin the thread that holds you, love is always the tie that binds.

There was a dull pain in her heart. That was all.

When Debbie remained silent, Hayden just smiled wider. "It's been a long time, Deb. You're looking hotter than ever." He'd been watching her ever since she walked in.

She had changed so much he could hardly believe this was the same girl that he'd been with for two years.

This meeting had brought memories of the old days rushing back into her head. Debbie fell into deep thought. Two years, it was a long time to be together, even if it didn't feel long while you were in the midst of it. And the memories it left—they last a lifetime. And when it's over, all the things you used to do, places you used to go, the feelings attached to those things linger. Debbie was lost in her head. It was not until Jared nudged her that she came to her senses. Back in the present, she turned Hayden down quietly. "Thank you, Mr. Gu. But I wasn't going to pay them anything."

The gentle smile on his face turned to a grim one at her response. How she could be so haughty was beyond him. She was only married to a secretary, after all. And she was even bold enough to offend so many powerful families.

"Deb, don't be like this..."

At this moment, Curtis and Colleen were at her side. Carlos insisted they show up. They were sharing a moment in the car earlier when he called.

The man had just straightened his suit. But his tie was still slightly crooked, his normally perfect hair a bit mussed. Not to mention his slightly flushed cheeks and the goofy smile on his face.

"Debbie, what's the matter?" he asked.

the old lady of the Qin family saw Curtis and regarded him with a sour face. "Let me

Qin. Debbie is young and made a mistake. I apologize for any

reminded him, "Remember Mr. Lu, Mr. Huo didn't call because he

moment. That was Carlos, always at least one step ahead, and usually three. That was

things, but that was not his style. He preferred to solve problems the mild way. But if that didn't work and things got out of

that he was begging Curtis to help "his wife" Debbie

always been pompous. Even in Hayden's and Curtis' presence, she was hostile. "I want her to apologize! And pay for the dresses! No—I want three times their worth. For emotional

the crowd

at Debbie with a smile and asked, "Debbie, you bad girl, you. You okay?" He

cut in, "Mr. Lu, it was our

to her. "I know you want her to apologize, but shouldn't we find out what

red wine on us and pushed us! Everyone saw it! That's the truth! What else do you need

at Gail's behavior she almost fainted. Her face was beet red

off in front of so many people, Gail stomped her feet angrily, her

demanded, "Mr. Lu, why are you taking Debbie's side? Who is she to you?" As

is in trouble. I'd be concerned too, if it were you." Of course, he wouldn't promise to do the same thing he did now.

had given sounded solid, sending everyone into silence. No one was going

a devil-may-care voice shouted suddenly. All heads turned back. A group of people walked in. Or rather, sauntered. Damon was in

all. He couldn't help but smirk. 'He must

he retorted, "Hey, they started it. What are you blaming me for? Debbie tried to ignore them, but they barked and