Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Debbie scratched her head in hesitation, mulling over her plan. "No. I don't think it's anything criminal, but we'll be stepping on Carlos' toes. Will you guys still do that for me?"

Her friends all looked perplexed at her words. Kasie couldn't bear hearing Debbie speak in riddles anymore, so she asked, "Okay, Tomboy, just lay it out. What are you planning?"

"Get this. I'm lying in a hospital bed, wearing these ugly patient clothes, and I've been put on a drip and had stitches in my forehead. This is all thanks to one woman! So I need your help to teach her a lesson!" Debbie said between gritted teeth.

'Her...' Even though Debbie didn't explicitly spell out the name, they all knew who she was talking about.

Familiar with upper-class circles, Jared and Kasie were both well aware of the consequences. They simultaneously shook their heads disapprovingly. Jared blurted out, "Don't do that. Mr. Huo and Mr. Li are protecting her. She's the apple of their eye."

Kasie slapped Jared's shoulder to stop him. "Shut up! That was then and this is now. Tomboy is Mr. Huo's wife!"

Jared noticed a dash of sadness flash through Debbie's eyes. Realizing that his words had hurt Debbie, he was full of remorse and hastily apologized, "Yeah. My bad. Tomboy, I'm in! Whatever you want. Okay?"

"Count me in. Anyway, Mr. Huo will probably take your side. There's nothing to be afraid of! Look what that bitch has done to you. She needs a whooping," Kasie said. She knew most of the story. She couldn't swallow her anger over what Megan had done to her best friend.

Hearing them, Debbie slapped her leg and said resolutely, "Exactly! I'm tired of being a doormat. I never did anything to get back at her because I didn't want to hurt Carlos. But she's crossed the line. She's sabotaging our marriage. My husband and I are being driven apart because of her. I won't let her off the hook!"

'On top of that, I almost died thanks to Megan's phone call!' she thought angrily.

"Kasie, you can swim, right? I may need your help for this. And Jared, I just need you to do me a little favor. Kristina, you don't have to come with us. Just stay at home and wait for the good news." Then, Debbie told everyone her plan and assigned a task to each of them.

At last, Kristina looked at Debbie, embarrassed. "Debbie, I... I want to go with you too." She also was angry with Megan and wanted to watch this good show. However, she didn't have someone that had her back once things turned serious. Everyone else had wealthy parents that could pull some strings.

gesture, Debbie patted her on the shoulder. "Kristina, don't follow bad examples. It'll make you a bad girl. I know your heart. Thank you. Just wait for us at home and prepare a big meal to celebrate our

nod. "Okay. Take

sitting outside, they all

Mr. Huo, see

suspicious of them. His intuition told him these kids were planning

him up, as if

Carlos turned to Emmett and instructed, "Go

understood what he meant. "Yes,

he! Besides, Kasie was one of Debbie's best friends. Not exactly a reliable source, especially if she was part of the

was determined to endure a long, boring stay in the hospital rather

week later, Debbie was finally discharged from the hospital.

felt a surge of excitement coursing throughout her body. 'No more

have allowed her to be discharged from hospital until the scar on her forehead vanished.

Carlos drove her back to

left for his office at once, even before she'd been properly

slowly disappear from sight, she could do nothing. She searched her brain, but found no

throat and began to sing. "I hide my tears from you to play cool. I give you a cold shoulder, however I care. Never thought you'd leave me along the way. My heart is dripping blood, but I have no

song, Debbie felt much better. Sad songs sometimes had a way of doing that, curiously. They were cathartic, in a way, and sometimes more effective than all the anti-depressants a pharmacy had to offer. Then, she remembered Carlos told her to buy whatever she needed because her luggage had been lost. They weren't going to drag the river to find someone's dresses or makeup collection. Besides, she had stayed in the hospital for so many days. She needed to break out, hang out, and do some shopping.

I lose all reasons to be strong..." Debbie continued to sing to herself as she slowly made her way upstairs.

He asked the housemaid what Debbie was doing at the moment.

'Singing? So she's quite happy even without me, ' he