Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Sitting on the bed, his back against the headboard, Carlos carefully took Debbie in his arms.

He took special care with the hand that was hooked up to an IV. Stroking her other hand, he noticed how pale her hands were. Her face was pasty white. He had never seen her so fragile. His every movement was made with extreme care, like she would break if he moved too fast or forcefully.

A tough guy, he rarely showed his feelings, much less adopt a different facial expression. But when Emmett told him that Debbie had a car accident and her car fell into the deepest river in Y City, all the blood drained from his face.

When Carlos and his men reached the accident site, Debbie's car hadn't been retrieved yet. Some professionals were working on it. The site was thronged with people, but few of them had witnessed exactly what had happened. Anxious to know how Debbie was, he told Emmett to ask around, see if anyone knew what happened to the driver. It took a long while before he found someone. They told him that the woman driving the car had been rescued and taken to the hospital.

Then Emmett checked all the hospitals nearby. It took him a bit to cut through the red tape, but that was what he was hired for. He finally found Debbie in Y City Second General Hospital.

Debbie had been asleep for quite a few hours, and had quite a few dreams to match that extended time. She remembered seeing Carlos in her dream. He told her gently that he came to get her out of that place.

A man's exasperated growl interrupted her wandering thoughts.

"Didn't you say she'd come around this morning? Do you know what time it is? 2 p.m.! Why is she still unconscious? You call yourselves doctors? I spend a ton of cash on this hospital every year. I pay you good money. And what do I get in return? A bunch of idiots! "

"Please don't worry, Mr. Huo. Mrs. Huo is only sleeping. "

"Sleeping? She's been asleep since last night! You tell me that's normal? "

"Carlos, why are you yelling? " a feeble voice scolded.

Hearing her, Emmett said to himself, 'Thank God, Mrs. Huo's finally awake. If she slept any longer, Mr. Huo would probably tear this hospital down around our ears.'

As soon as he heard Debbie's voice, Carlos' anger vanished like smoke on the wind.

He and the others all rushed to her bed. The doctors looked at her, thankful and anxious. Now they knew their jobs were safe. At the same time, they prayed Debbie would be fine so that they wouldn't get another round of sturm and drang from Carlos. Debbie was surprised to see so many doctors surrounding her. One might think she was dying or had contracted some weird and highly-contagious disease. But she knew that it was all because Carlos had lit fires under these doctors' backsides. They knew that their jobs were on the line, so they gave her the very best care. One of the perks of owning the hospital, Debbie figured.

Afterwards, he assured Carlos repeatedly and unctuously that there was nothing serious with his wife. Only

at Debbie's colorless face, Carlos was deeply worried. "Bring the food," he commanded Emmett.

Emmett turned

ward. Carlos seemed a little distant, while Debbie

happened?" Carlos finally broke

her back to him. "Isn't it obvious? Can't you

determined the brakes were working. The other parts of the car were all functioning fine. So the only thing Carlos could think of was Debbie's driving. "Since you're such a bad driver, don't get behind the wheel.

a sneer. "Your bedside manner needs work." She had been expecting him to say how worried he had been, maybe even treat her gently and comfort her, just as he

to think maybe she shouldn't have woken up. Just stay nice and warm and loved in her dream world. She was thinking maybe she should say she was tired and

he used

face, Carlos didn't say a word. Indifferently, he turned around, leaving. His hands were in his pockets, balled into fists.

wanted to hug her. But

all her

still too weak. Don't sit up. Get

waiting for a response, he continued with

a sweet moment with Megan, with her in your arms? The first thing I heard after waking up was you blaming me for being a bad driver. Was I ever a bad driver before? Why now? Did it ever occur to you that something happened before

and made her lie down. "I think you must have bumped your head. You're talking

punch him in the face. While Carlos was tucking her in, she slapped his hands and snarled, "Thank you, Mr. Huo. Save

this moment, Emmett walked in with the hot meal. This happened to be at the exact

joy. Stifling his laughter, he put the food on the edge of the bed and said to Debbie with admiration, "Mrs. Huo, let me adjust the bed

thanks," Debbie lashed out. "I don't want to eat. Let me starve. Someone

Huo's heart to see you starve. You can't imagine how happy Mr. Huo was

shouted. Immediately, Emmett

don't know that your boss fell in love with someone else! Wait, that's not it. He's always loved