Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

"You better believe it. Otherwise I would've just bled in vain!" Carlos said to Curtis. The news that Mr. Huo had sex with his wife in the ward, causing his wound to bleed again, soon spread to everyone on the VVIP floor of the inpatient department. Although he was aware of the shock he had brought to everyone, Carlos didn't mind at all, nor did he feel embarrassed about it.

As Carlos talked to Curtis, the doctor silently finished bandaging his wound. In a frightened voice, he cautioned, "Mr. Huo, the wound rupture is severe. You've lost a lot of blood again. Please do be careful."

He nodded slightly to the doctor, and told Curtis, "Drive Debbie to the manor before you go home." Since his wound was worse now, it was impossible for him to be discharged from the hospital that day. Even if he wanted to leave, the embarrassed woman hiding in the bathroom wouldn't allow him to. He might have to stay for another two days.

Damon had been laughing the whole time. He teased, "Why? Are you afraid that you might lose control of yourself again and die on top of your wife?"

Carlos swiftly grabbed a cushion from the sofa and threw it at Damon. It hit him right in the face.

Damon yelled, "Hey asshole! Debbie, come out now! Get a leash on your husband."

Debbie had been listening to their bantering as she stood in the bathroom with her hands covering her red hot face. She didn't dare utter a word or respond to their teasing.

"Are you gonna stay alone here?" Curtis asked with a raised brow.

Carlos nodded. "I don't mind. She's been attending to me since she returned from England." He was afraid that Debbie might get bored. He remembered how she had resisted staying in the hospital last time.

But that was not the only reason. He knew that she would be pissed if she found out about their plan for that night. He was painfully aware that if he acted first and asked for forgiveness later, it would anger her even more. But he was also certain that if he told her now, she wouldn't allow him to run into anything dangerous in his current condition. So after much consideration, he figured it would be best to keep it a secret from Debbie for the moment.

Curtis stood up and tidied his clothes. He walked to the bathroom door and knocked. "Debbie, come out. The doctors and nurses have left."

Debbie was baffled. 'The doctors and nurses have left, but you and Damon are still there...' she thought, as she blushed.

a while, she came out slowly. She had already taken a shower and had changed into new clothes. Her face was as

her to Carlos and pointed at the unabashed man. "See? Your husband sat there without a care in the world as the doctors were dealing with his wound. So what

man. "Aren't you ashamed at all?" she confronted him.

my wife. Why should I

it!" Debbie said, finding it hard to communicate with the

a thin smile lingering on his lips. "I'll drive you

she asked in

the hospital to look after him. You must be tired. He wants you

some shopping instead. Look, the Pet-Woman brand has released some new products. I've seen you wear their clothes and

Carlos' life?" Debbie asked, perplexed. 'What does he mean? Is

were the ancient times, you would be the imperial concubine who was powerful enough to make the emperor leave his title and people behind, just to stay with you. I can totally understand Carlos' feeling. When he is with you, all he thinks about is having sex with you and of all the different positions he should take

into a half smile. "Mr. Han, you flatter me. An imperial concubine? You probably meant to say that I was the enchantress who had bewitched the great

been difficult for him

really nice to you lately. Why are you so free? Don't you have to earn your living?" Carlos

next to Carlos on the sofa and said casually, "Never mind that. My dad is rich. I can just live on his money. Besides, my parents are more than happy to spend all their money

turned to Debbie and said in a soft voice, "Why don't you go for

mine. Why should

cold glance. "It's you

"Well yeah... but..."

said, giving him no chance to protest. He looked back at Debbie and said, "Honey, go ahead. Get some sleep after shopping. You can come back here

Considering he had been so bold to have sex with her in his wounded state, it wouldn't be safe for him if she stayed by his side, just