Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Debbie was already drunk. She put a hand over Colleen's shoulder and told Emmett, "I'm not going to see Carlos. Just leave me alone. Colleen, let's drink some more."

The two women had had a happy evening drinking together. Colleen was a little drunk as well. Resting her head on Debbie's shoulder, Colleen dismissed Emmett saying, "You may leave. Debbie is mine now."

Emmett was left speechless. He wanted to leave, but his boss would kill him if he left without Debbie. "Mrs. Huo, it's very late, and you must be sleepy. Just come with me for now, okay?" he coaxed Debbie patiently.

She tried to open her sleepy eyes and fixed her gaze on the anxious secretary. "Okay... No! Okay..."

'Is that a yes or a no?' Emmett wondered, feeling defeated.

Eventually, he managed to carry Debbie out of the bar with Gregory's help.

Carlos' Emperor was parked at the entrance. The man sitting in the back seat instantly had a headache at the sight of the drunk woman on Emmett's back.

He got out of the car and retrieved his wife from Emmett. He frowned when he smelled the alcohol emitting from her.

Debbie opened her eyes and found herself in the car. She then spotted Carlos sitting next to her, but she was too drunk to keep a cool head. "Ah, it's you! Asshole Huo! Mr. Asshole... Urgh...I'm so full. Another sip will make me burst."

How Carlos wished he could throw her into the snow to cool her down! But that was just a thought.

He pulled his wife into his arms and listened to her constant grumbling.

"Why are you here in front of me?" she asked.

"You don't want to see me, do you?" he asked in reply. His voice was low as he asked that.

"Hmm..." Debbie nodded and blurted out, "Carlos Huo has changed. He no longer treats me like he used to. I'm not going to love him either. I'll marry someone else."

to marry?" Carlos tried his best to

"Gregory! Or Curtis, or Gus, or

the car. Emmett, who was driving, was unwillingly dragged into their fight. He trembled and almost lost control

that she was going to

want to marry

to marry... Gregory the most..." she grumbled. Carlos cared so much for Megan. Curtis had Colleen,

Carlos was growing a grudge against him

rolled into the manor's parking lot, Debbie pushed the car door open and jumped out. She ran towards the swimming pool without even noticing that she had lost one

it up and

swimming. I hate this pool! Get out of my way! Get out of my way, you stupid pool!" If she didn't know how to swim, she would have gotten drowned last time. Then she wouldn't have to face all

squatted down in front of her, raised her foot, and coaxed, "Hold my

pool were off. The road lamps were too dim for Debbie to see who was in front of her. She bent over and cupped his head in her hands, rubbing her cheeks against his

puppy for me?' she thought in her

rigid when she called him a puppy. He tied her shoelaces quickly, stood up and pulled her into his arms. "Do I look like a puppy

eyes to look clearly and then screamed, "Aaaaargh! It's you! Carlos Huo, you

complained, "Why are you so annoying? Let me go! Just

to continue talking, so he scooped her up into his arms and threatened, "One more word about Gregory and I'll throw him into the Pacific for the

Gregory more than Hayden now. There was a crisis in Hayden's company, and he hadn't left his office

want to deal with him for Curtis' and Colleen's sake. He could only threaten Debbie with his

in his arms—she cried, yelled and thumped him with her fists. When he finally managed to get her into

clothes off, he put her in the bathtub and then took off his

was dipped into the warm water. "Old man, where are your clothes? Are you going on some

'Did she go to some fashion

It's so cold. Hold me in your arms." She threw herself