Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Chapter 220 Lying Son Of A Bitch

That was when Debbie had been stimulated. In a fluster to avoid the vehicle coming in the opposite direction, she had mistaken the gas for the brake. As a result, the car veered out of control and ran into the river.

Sounding morose, Carlos said, "Although I was disappointed in you, I didn't go to Megan's place. It was indeed Megan who told me about you taking birth control pills, though." It was also true that he had told Megan he would take care of her forever—as her uncle.

"Did you lose your composure because your lie was exposed?" he asked.

Debbie looked at him in disappointment. "So, you think this has nothing to do with her?"

At the moment, Carlos wasn't sure how much he should trust Debbie. It had just been confirmed that she had been taking birth control pills behind his back. Besides, Hayden was never out of her life. "You're a grown woman. You should take your own responsibility when there's a problem instead of blaming others, understand?"

Apparently pissed off, Debbie laughed sarcastically. Grabbing the pillow from behind her back, she threw it at Carlos angrily. "To hell with your 'blaming others'! Get out of my sight! I don't ever want to see you again! Ever!"

Unflappable, Carlos didn't duck. The pillow softly hit him.

"Get some rest." With those three words, he picked the pillow up, tossed it on the sofa, and left.

Left alone, Debbie's eyes reddened. One of the most enjoyable feelings she had with Carlos was his constant reassurances. It was a priceless part of the relationship. Made her feel like a princess. But when he ignored her, it made her feel like a weed in his backyard. Something which he didn't give a damn about and could as well be trampled under feet.

Her phone had been destroyed in the accident, so when Debbie was left alone in the ward, she had nothing to do but aimlessly switch between TV channels. Yet, she didn't find anything of interest.

When she finally got bored with the telly, and Carlos had been gone for more than one hour, she decided to get out of bed to play on the computer in the ward.

Leaving the TV on, she heavy-heartedly dragged herself out of bed and sat at the computer. That was when the TV in the background drew her attention. "CEO of ZL Group, Mr. Carlos Huo, is present at the fashion show." Instantly she turned to check what was on the news.

On Y City Fashion Satellite TV, an international fashion show was being broadcast live.

on Carlos, the grim-looking, well-dressed man. His date wore a cloud dress and white stilettos. Arm in arm, they walked on the

but move

the woman next

aloof woman enjoyed the envious

her hands tightly, Debbie wanted to smash

he never allowed the media to take

a lying, cheating son of

of the two. After all, it was rare for

and now, Portia! Mr. Huo, aren't you a philandering old dog?!' Debbie

was never nice to her. And now she was wrapping her arm

Debbie grabbed a glass form the bedside cupboard and smashed it angrily against the TV,

show, Carlos got a call from Tristan not long after he had sat down. "Mr.

Carlos asked. Although he tried as much as he could to remain calm, the anxiety was

Huo smashed the

"Why? What happened?"

Debbie was about to smash the TV? Now he had to be the one telling his boss what she was up to. While he fumbled for

grew worse. Carlos said calmly, "Ask her if she had a good time smashing things. If one set is not enough, give her more sets to smash." It had only been a short while since he had left, but

livid. He couldn't even find the right words. "Yes,

couldn't hear anything from the other end of the line, but she

Is

parents had pulled a lot of strings to get her this opportunity to attend this fashion show as Carlos' date. And since the chance was here, she had decided to use it to its fullest, making sure she left a favorable, lasting impression on Carlos.

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