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.

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

nod. "Okay.

left Debbie's ward and saw Carlos sitting outside, they all bade farewell

Mr. Huo,

of them. His intuition told him these kids

was more than that. They seemed to want to butter him up, as if trying to get on his good side. Especially Jared. He had even

Carlos turned to Emmett and instructed, "Go and get some information

what he meant. "Yes,

Besides, Kasie was one of Debbie's best friends. Not exactly a reliable source, especially if she was part of the plan. No matter what information he had gotten wind of, he wouldn't betray Debbie. He liked the girl, though

stay in the hospital rather than bow down and beg him to take

week later, Debbie was finally discharged

surge of excitement coursing throughout her body. 'No more smell of disinfectant in the air! Amazing!' she exclaimed in

in two days, Carlos wouldn't have allowed her to be discharged from hospital until the scar on her forehead vanished. So she felt really lucky.

hospital, Carlos drove her

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

him slowly disappear from sight, she could do nothing. She searched her brain, but found no excuses to make him stay a little longer.

remember now!' Then, she cleared her throat and began to sing. "I hide my tears from you to play

Carlos told her to buy whatever she needed because her luggage had been lost. They weren't going to drag the river to

to sing to herself as she slowly made her

the housemaid what Debbie was doing at the moment. With complicated feelings, the housemaid looked at the woman who was singing happily, and replied

quite happy even without me,