Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Debbie raised her left leg to walk, but her right leg went soft. She was about to fall to the ground when Carlos steadied her and pulled her into his arms.

"You are as drunk as a lord. How are you planning to get to the villa?" Carlos taunted.

Debbie covered her face with both hands in shame. "Honey, let's get going." She tried to act in a pettishly charming manner, but she felt like she was going to throw up again.

However, Carlos didn't buy it this time. He stared at her red lips, and became engrossed in his own thoughts.

"Honey, why not bury me in the earth? That way, many Debbies will spring up next year. I know that you don't like this short-tempered Debbie. If you're lucky, you might be able to harvest an obedient Debbie and you'll love her."

'Many Debbies? I can hardly deal with one Debbie.' Carlos' head throbbed at the thought. He rubbed his arched brow and said in a cold tone, "After this semester, I'm sending you to study abroad."

According to him, her unruly character had much to do with the environment she was living in. He thought that her friends, Jared and Kasie, were a bad influence on her.

'Study abroad? NO!' Instantly, Debbie fumed. "You're sending me abroad? Oh, I guess you want to send me as far away as you can, so that you can date women like Olga and Megan..."

Carlos' lips were reduced to a thin line, but he remained silent.

Debbie raised her voice. "Why are you not responding? Say something! You are feeling guilty because I'm right, aren't you?"

"You don't want to leave because you want to get back together with Hayden Gu. Isn't that right?" His voice was as cold as ice.

Debbie was stunned by his words. 'Hayden? What does this have to do with him?' "You're judging me by the standards of your own vile mind! I got nothing to do with him!" she snapped back.

'Me? Vile?' Too impatient to argue with her anymore, Carlos grabbed her wrist and dragged her to the villa.

bastard! Let me go! Yeah, I drank! So what? I drank from your best collections. I will drink all your limited-edition wine next time. And then, you will have

control herself, Debbie droned on and on. "I'll mix the wine with Sprite

threw her onto the bed. "Mixing liquor with Sprite and cola will harm your intestines and stomach; mixing wine with Sprite and cola will harm your heart and cause diabetes," he said in a calm

his tie on the couch and began to strip himself. "Mixing liquor with beer might cause duodenitis and gastric bleeding; mixing wine with beer

his pants. She swallowed hard and mumbled, "Er... Wh-What are you doing?" 'Wow...His strong chest and tight abdomen...' Debbie drooled over her husband's sexy body. "P-Put on

on my clothes? I came all the way here to fuck you,

with his body and

Debbie didn't

need to down all this alcohol. I'll do you a favor.

murder me! Mmm..." Her voice was

man. And now, she was going to pay the

moans filled the room. As he came, he called out

wanted to cry and yell at him. 'You monster! You old goat!' But she was too exhausted

sleepy to open her eyes and look at it. She

Debbie woke up the next day. Her eyes swept around the empty room. As far as she knew, Carlos had arrived in

that? She had Emmett, and she could find out Carlos' whereabouts any time

and came all the way here just to serve as

rub her aching temples, and that was when she saw it.

did this come from? Did Carlos put it on? When did he...? Oh

My head

and

She had a necklace around her neck with the huge diamond ring as