Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Nestled in Carlos' arms, Debbie shook her head and murmured, "You didn't wake me up. Hear that buzz? Someone sent messages in group chat."

Debbie was usually a light sleeper, and the person who had awakened her was none other than Jared. He met a girl recently and couldn't stop posting selfies with her in group chat on WeChat. He just wanted to show off.

Hearing that, Carlos furrowed his eyebrows and reached out to grab her phone to find out who was to blame. Debbie somewhat unsuccessfully tried to keep her phone away from him. She was wrapped in the sheets, and he could reach across the bed easily.

Afraid that Carlos might punish Jared again, Debbie immediately grabbed his hand and said in a charming manner, "Honey, it's no big deal. A friend of mine is overexcited about his S.O. Baby, I'm still really sleepy, and it's cold in here. Snuggle?"

Carlos realized she was covering for someone, so he went along with it. He curled his lips, got onto the bed and lay down beside his wife. He felt really uncomfortable now. He thought about taking a look at her phone, but somehow it didn't seem worth the effort.

Debbie rested her head on his arm and wrapped her arm around his waist. A satisfied smile found its way to her face.

"It's Sunday, but you worked all day. You must be tired." Debbie reached out her hand and stroked his face, concern showing in her eyes.

Carlos grabbed her hand and put it inside the warm quilt. "No, not really. Close your eyes and get some rest. You have a yoga class tomorrow morning."

The yoga class started early the next morning, so Debbie needed to get up earlier than usual. She liked to sleep late. If she didn't get to sleep now, she wouldn't be awake enough for the class.

"Okay. Night, Honey." She closed her eyes obediently and dozed off in his arms within a couple of minutes. She was tired, and the warm bed was inviting. If she had any dreams, she didn't remember them.

The next morning, since Debbie had to head to the college and Carlos had an important meeting, neither of them could drive Tabitha to the airport. So Damon offered to drive her there.

Debbie and Tabitha were saying their goodbyes at the gates of the villa when Damon's car pulled up. He greeted them playfully, "Wow, two beautiful ladies! Good morning!"

Debbie waved her hand at him. "Morning, Damon."

Tabitha's smile grew wider when she saw Damon. "I've been here all this time, and you never came by."

red-eye to get here. At least I can drive you to the airport. You know I wouldn't be

her head and sighed, "You silver-tongued devil. No wonder

index finger and put it against his lips. In a low voice, he added, "I have a fiancee now. I'm a respectable man. We don't talk about that anymore. What if she heard you and dumped

mothers. She felt as if it were Jared she was talking to, and maybe that was why Damon soon became a friend of

brothers both had glib tongues, had both dated countless girls, and both seemed to have nothing to

and asked, "Really? A

from abroad. Next time you're around, I'll take her to meet you. Or maybe I can take her to New York, so we

"Sounds good."

class was starting soon. After bidding goodbye to Tabitha and Damon, she got into her BMW, and Matan drove her to the college. Damon started the engine

call from Carlos. He said he needed to go to a nearby city on business. Debbie was surprised by the sudden news. "That's short notice!" She was not prepared for it at

emergency I have to fix. I'll be back in like a week. Wait for me,

made her feel unhappy. She didn't like to be separated from Carlos for long. When he was difficult, he was infuriating, but there were times he could be

suddenly remembered something and told her, "Deb, can you attend a dinner for me tomorrow evening? Emmett

for you?!" Debbie cried in

him who you are, so there won't be any problems." She wanted to keep their marriage a secret, and he was fine with it. But

the media about his marriage once Debbie had graduated. Yeah, that would make it all better. She could get used to the limelight, and it wouldn't make things too

very nervous. "I... I don't think I can

a gift for the host. You need only give it to him, and then find a place to enjoy the food and drinks there. Just be yourself, and eat

"Come on! You brat! I'm not that

mood. He teased, "Really? Last time I was out on the cruiser, I saw a girl stuff her face with so many desserts. She looked a lot

plate of dessert for more than half an hour without stopping

I remember now.' Debbie snapped, "Leave me alone about that! It was all Jared's fault. Once we got on board, he went after two girls and left me alone. I couldn't do anything but eat." Then she

dare you mention the cruiser! You ordered your men

through