Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

The driver was British. Debbie was pretty sure he couldn't understand Chinese, so she decided to continue talking to Carlos in her native tongue. She smiled and cajoled Carlos, putting on her sweetest voice. "I decided a couple days ago. I was in a bad mood then. Can you stop being mad at me, honey? You know how much I love you. I'm wearing the watch you bought me."

She was also wearing the ring Carlos got her. Only, she was wearing it around her neck as a necklace, just like before.

"Are you also wearing the studs Hayden bought you?"

"No. I already mailed those back and blocked his number. Honey, my love for you is as pure as moonlight and as deep as the sea."

At the other end of the line, hearing Debbie's declaration of love, Carlos grinned from ear to ear. "You're set up with drivers, bodyguards, and cooks. I've got a friend you can call if things go south. I'll text you her number later."

"Okay, okay, whatever you say, honey. So can Emmett stay?"

For a moment, Carlos went silent again. She could tell she said something wrong. She was also sure he'd let her know about it. 'So that's what all this is about.'

"Hee hee, Mr. Handsome..." Debbie pleaded with a giggle.

"Debbie!" her husband snapped.

"Yeah?" she replied immediately.

"So it's about Emmett again. Do you remember how many times you've tried to get me to go easy on him?" Every time Emmett made a mistake, she would plead with Carlos for him, sweeter and softer than ever. She wouldn't even do that for herself. But she liked the guy. He was well-meaning, no matter what.

"I just don't want him in trouble because of me. He helped me out. And you didn't thank him but instead plan to exile him to some remote village. That's not fair."

"He deserves it," Carlos said firmly.

His stubbornness frustrated Debbie. "Alright, I won't take up more of your time. Bye, Mr. Huo." Her tone became icy cold.

hung up, he said, "Okay, okay. He's not in hot water anymore. Happy?

joyfully, "Thank you, honey.

out a silent sigh. "And don't think you can get away with this again. You know this pisses me

Honey, you're the

little communities could be seen on the drive. Half an hour later, the car rolled to a stop in front of

was truly set

work. Just when Debbie located the

trying to catch up to Debbie. "Excuse me, are you

"Yes,

woman's eyes. She took Debbie's suitcase and replied, "I'm Ethel. Mr. Huo hired me

"Oh, thank you, Ethel."

Ethel to the sixth floor. There were two

marveled at its simple yet sumptuous decor. There was a leather couch in one corner, and a white fabric one in the other. A glass end table held an ornate lamp, while a coffee table, also with a glass top, stood in front of the leather couch. There were little cubbies to store things like shoes and such, and a large flat-screen TV hung from a

its rewards, ' she exclaimed

camera outfitted for her. She didn't have to go to university right away. The driver and bodyguards could take her sightseeing for a

had also found her a local tour guide. If she didn't want a stranger's company, she could go to the tourist attractions without

never used a guide. So she decided not to use one either this time. Assuming she'd be exhausted, she spent the first day resting

food and sent it to Carlos. "Mr. Handsome, the

she finished the

been a secret, she had never displayed

she thought, why not? So she posted what she was going to say to Carlos in the Moments on

amazing. I'm waiting for you to come

she had taken. She also sent her location along with it, and then it was done.

on her post. 'He probably will. But what if he doesn't?'