Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

"All right, you said it! Do keep your word. Actually, I just came up with an excellent idea!" Debbie looked at Carlos with a sparkle in her eyes.

He grinned broadly. "You do know how to seize the moment."

"Of course! It's such a golden chance." Deep down, Debbie knew that Carlos spoiled her very much and allowed her to do whatever she wanted. But when it came to matters of Megan, it was hard to tell whether he would agree with her or not. So she wanted to take this chance to reach some sort of agreement with him.

"Tell me."

"Okay. Since you've arranged for me to study abroad, I think it's only fair that you send Megan abroad too. See? You've sent me to England and Dixon to America. So you should throw Megan to some remote, poor country far away from all of us."

Carlos was at a loss for words. 'My wife is crueler than me, ' he thought to himself, smirking.

Debbie didn't really want to drive Megan away to some remote country. As long as Megan stayed away from Carlos, any country was fine with her.

If Megan kept pestering her husband, Debbie was afraid that she would snatch him away sooner or later.

Carlos pondered about it for a moment. Then he said, "Since this semester has already begun, let her finish it. I'll send her to A Country after her final exams." Wesley was originally from A Country. The Li family was rooted there, so Wesley and his family could take care of Megan if she went there.

Now that Carlos had made an appropriate decision, Debbie thought she'd better stop asking for too much. She nodded happily and kissed his cheek. "Honey, you treat me so well."

Carlos pinched her cheek lovingly. "You're my wife. A husband is bound to spoil his wife, right?"

A happy smile crept over Debbie's face. She pulled him closer, pressed his head against her chest and patted him as if comforting a child. "Rest assured, I feel the same way. I'll love you for the rest of my life."

Carlos took the opportunity to run his fingers on her chest and kissed her neck. Startled by his movement, she protested, "Hey, behave yourself. You are wounded. Lie down. I'll give you a massage."

an eyebrow. "Massage? When did you acquire such

pulled away from his arms and made him lie down on the bed. As she adjusted the height of the bed, she replied calmly,

shaking his head helplessly.

to this family. You've been working so hard

His wife was buttering him up. It was not like her at all. 'Is

that he would try his best to meet her

that you work hard day in and day out. You have a mountain of work in your office,

in her tone. "So, you are not going to tell me what you want? You might not

don't care. I just want to do my best to protect my husband, while he selflessly puts himself out

Carlos could sense her jealousy filling the

I want anything at the moment. All I want is my husband's care. I hope that the next time my husband personally goes to the battlefield to protect another woman, or

she finished, she raised her head to

she asked the silent man, "Honey, do you

shook his head. "No, not at

please enlighten me? You're a skilled fighter.

lust was about to be triggered, her sudden sharp question

crazy again. He was afraid that she would go to

as if venting her anger. "Why the silence? Are you hiding something from me?

had to spill the beans. "No. It's just that there were too many enemies this time and they attacked all of a sudden. Megan couldn't protect herself..." 'You got

moving. Carlos went on, "Wesley was not around at that time. I couldn't just sit back and watch her get shot. Besides, her asthma attacks are more frequent these days. If she got shot on

eyes brimmed with tears. With a quiet sob, she added, "If something worse had happened, what would I have had to face when I came back here? Did you ever

her red

wrist, pulling