Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

The innocent Emperor was the one to receive the kick. Zelda sat stiffly in the driver's seat, not daring to move. This was her boss' favorite car.

Carlos' aura got grimmer. "Debbie Nian," he warned.

Debbie wasn't scared. Glaring at Carlos, she snapped, "What?"

Somehow, her angry tone made him laugh. "If you're angry about something I did, then be mad at me. Don't take it out on the innocent."

'The innocent?' "Mr. Huo, by 'innocent', did you mean your car or Megan?"

Carlos' anger had worn out. He wondered since when he had become so patient. "For the last time, get in the damn car!"

Making sure nobody was around them, Debbie kicked Carlos in the shin while saying, "No problem. I'll take it out on you!"

Looking at the footprint on his suit pants, he asked, "Are you happy now?"

"Yes, I am," she replied. She could hardly stand the cold anymore. Besides, she had just nerved herself to kick Carlos. She had had enough.

Without waiting for Carlos' reply, she got into the warm car.

After she was driven back to the hospital, Debbie walked to the changing room silently and changed into her hospital clothing. She shoved the nurse's uniform at Carlos' arms, but the man just stood and stared at it.

Debbie glared at him stubbornly. Her bright wide eyes read, "Are you going to take it or not? If you're not, I'll be very mad."

Carlos looked at the uniform in disdain and said, "This is another woman's clothes. I don't want to touch it."

Debbie was lost for words.

Debbie grumpily walked to the next room and said to the nurse on duty, "Please return this to your co-worker and apologize for me. Thank you."

Then she ran back to the bed and slipped under the covers without another word.

Again, Carlos was neglected.

time, how long Debbie couldn't say, she was about to drift off when Carlos said to her, "Here,

She didn't respond.

covers. Debbie opened her eyes

his hand was a new high-end phone developed by ZL Group. "Your SIM card

without so much as a "thank you" and tucked herself in again.

to do was talk

surprise, when she opened WeChat, her account had already been logged in. She wondered if Carlos

And it didn't seem that anyone had browsed through her messages or her

the group chat with her closest friends and typed, "Jared, Kasie, Kristina, Dixon! Let's do something crazy after

Jared didn't respond.

an emoji which had a face with a question mark.

sent an astonished face

said, "I heard you had an accident. I called you, but your

fine now, but I can't leave the hospital yet.

days." Dixon had gone to visit his hometown for the Spring Festival. They still had several days to go before the

since chatting with her friends was so much

evening routine, Carlos came into her room. As soon as he lay on her bed, Debbie covered her phone with her hands, as if she was hiding something

she asked

said, stone-faced. He knew what she was doing with her phone. He decided to ignore it. He had read her

as he had anticipated, she had gone straight to WeChat and other social

posted an update in Moments. "I

not. Actually, she hoped

you stay here?" Debbie locked

"I'm married. I'm supposed to sleep with my

"We're having a fight."

you," he

it?' Debbie wanted to ask him. On second thoughts, if she chased

back to him, she unlocked her phone screen again and continued replying to her friends' comments.

phone from her clutches and said coldly, "It's late, and your wound

now. Give me back my