Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

The feigned sadness and weakness disappeared from Megan's face. She smiled at Debbie malevolently. "I love Carlos as much as you do. So how could I leave him alone? Besides, the entire Huo family likes me. They hate you. So it should be me asking you, Debbie, when are you gonna divorce Carlos?"

Debbie wanted to slap her so badly. Carlos' relationship with Megan always bugged her, and every time she was justified. "Um...he's my husband?" It was less a question, and more incredulity that she would even ask. "So what if they like you? As long as Carlos loves me, it doesn't matter if the whole world's on your side."

Megan smiled conspiratorially. "You really think Carlos loves you?"

"Of course." She could feel Carlos' love for her. His every act was drenched in affection for her. Her feelings wouldn't lie. Megan's words couldn't change that.

"If he loves you so much, why didn't he tell you about the birth control pills you took?"

Debbie was puzzled. "What?" Though he'd initially been angry, the two had already made up and put the issue of the morning-after pills behind them. She wasn't the most experienced sleuth, so Debbie couldn't figure it out. Why did she test positive for those pills, when she never took any? In the end, she had thought it was simply because she had a voracious appetite. Maybe she had eaten something that contained the ingredients they tested for. If she ate a lot of it, that would explain the high levels they found.

But now that Megan had brought it up again, not to mention in that weird tone, Debbie knew something was fishy.

"What do I mean? Debbie Nian, you're pathetically naive. Since we're both women, I shouldn't have to tell you that I don't trust men. Carlos may have an open wallet when it comes to you. He may buy you a lot of pretty things. But that's not love."

"Stop!" Debbie interrupted her. "I'm a 22-year-old married woman, you're 18 and single. Why would I think you know anything about men? You're just trying to get between me and Carlos."

Megan was young after all. Debbie could see what she was up to. She'd made it clear plenty of times that her motives were not pure when it came to Carlos.

The younger girl bit her lip angrily and said, "Do you know why the tests came back positive? The pills had been ground up and put in your food. And the Huos did it. Almost every day. As long as Carlos was at home with you in the evening, they made sure you took the pills the next day. He knew it, and said zilch to you. That has to suck."

Debbie felt dizzy now, and the world, which had made sense just

too hard to take. For a moment she thought her ears were messing with her. Then she saw the smug look on Megan's face. She took a few deep breaths to center herself. And finally visibly relaxed, the tension draining from her shoulders and back. She told herself

you, but you can't

bit. She wondered what harm it would do. "Deal,"

promise, Megan laughed weirdly.

'James and Tabitha.'

tightly that her nails

given her the first day they met. 'She was always nice to me. She

other night? I haven't... She said you shattered the peace in that family. Afterwards, she told me she wanted Carlos to get a divorce and would

accusation from that night was still fresh in Debbie's mind. She hadn't forgotten. It still stung, and it was part of the reason she considered moving out of that house. It

screamed in fear. However, since this was the VVIP inpatient department, nurses and doctors were not allowed to

against her throat. "You're just hell-bent on stealing Carlos

Megan turned pale. She stumbled over her next words. "Y-yeah. Everyone deserves to be happy. Carlos makes

"So? You screw me over just to

nothing to me. What do I care? Carlos used to treat me better than any other. But since you showed up, he's only had eyes for you. It's not fair!" Megan was

about fair?" Laughing, Debbie tossed Megan aside like a

off balance, Megan tumbled to the floor and her forehead struck the bench.

Feeling the warmth, she reached for her forehead and screamed when

In the ward