Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

The dinner had a pleasant start, but it wasn't long before Megan began to fawn over Carlos. "Uncle Carlos, this is popcorn chicken. I helped Tabitha cook it. Give it a try, please."

"Mmm," Carlos said, unwilling to say more with a mouthful of food. The look on his face and the sounds of chewing were enough to gauge how he felt.

"Uncle Carlos, taste the soup. I helped Tabitha flavor it. Does it taste good?" Megan put a bowl of soup on the table, setting it down in front of Carlos.

She acted as if she were the hostess, and anyone who didn't know better might believe that Megan was Carlos' wife.

His face deadpan, Carlos answered "Mmm" again. He was a man of few words, yet those few words usually said enough.

Still, Megan continued to pile food onto his plate, and soon his place was inundated with all sorts of tasty dishes.

Debbie, on the other hand, grew angry when she saw this. As any woman would be. Tabitha kept putting food onto Debbie's plate, ignoring the gal's rage. Debbie had to take a deep breath to suppress her anger, so she wouldn't snap at the wrong person.

She lowered her head and ate her food quietly. Suddenly, a piece of fish was put onto her plate and the man finally spoke, his mouth finally forming words that were not just sounds. "I boned the fish."

Debbie paused for a moment. If Tabitha were not here, she would mock him, "So you finally remember your own wife, huh?"

She put on a fake smile and said icily, "Thank you."

Before long, he put a piece of raw lobster onto her plate. "I remember you like seafood. Mom made a couple of dishes just for you. Here..."

Tabitha smiled at Debbie, "This lobster was flown in from Australia earlier today. It was very fresh, so I just sliced it. You'll love it."

"I really appreciate it, Mom!" Debbie gave Tabitha a sweet smile, and ate the lobster. She always loved lobster, ever since she was a little girl. Even when she was too young to properly shell it, her dad had always made sure to give her some. It was a nearly lifelong love affair with the dish. Carlos now paid all his attention to his wife. When Debbie was about to pick up a piece of lobster again, he was one step ahead of her and picked it up himself.

Debbie stared at Carlos in confusion. He dipped the lobster into the sauce before putting it onto Debbie's plate. Then he picked up another piece of lobster with shell and began to shell it.

in his ear, "Put it down. Mom and Megan haven't touched the

with a shrug, "They're not fond of

seafood." But that didn't echo her thoughts. What Tabitha was really thinking was, 'My ungrateful son forgot his mother after

the lobster for his wife, but he didn't dish up anything for me." Despite her thoughts Tabitha was glad that Carlos and Debbie loved each

now? You sliced the lobster." Worry was

"Don't worry. As long

of this." Debbie placed the almond

Tabitha scooped

you? Are you allergic to seafood? Or just don't like it?" Debbie asked

his head.

like a mime!' Debbie rolled her

a good appetite and she would feel embarrassed if she was left eating alone. Besides, he liked to take his time, and not much would make him rush. Even if the house were on fire,

ate some fruit as a dessert and

meal that I've had with my mother-in-law. Will she freak when she sees me eating so

bamboo shoot onto her plate and said, "Here, have some more!" It was his quiet way of telling her to focus on her meal.

came back to

you've eaten so much! How do you even keep that wonderful figure? I really admire

she was praising her or mocking her. She gave Megan a smile and

a thoughtful woman, Tabitha chimed in, "Debbie, a good

have such a good husband

Debbie gulped them all down. She loved fruit, and after taking so much time to eat,

evening. As a result, Tabitha invited

Carlos will be sleeping with me. Megan won't have

in the dead of night.

assent, she entered. Carlos was working on his laptop.