Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Debbie and Jared started exchanging heavy punches. Kasie, Kristina, Dixon, and Sasha watched helplessly as Debbie pressed Jared against the floor and beat him mercilessly.

Jared cursed, "Tomboy, I'm breaking off all ties with you. We're not friends anymore."

"Oh really? That's exactly what I was thinking. I better beat you to a pulp today so that I don't have to see your dumb face again," Debbie snapped back. She hit him blow after blow. Jared could only cover his face and try to dodge her punches.

Wiping off her tears, Sasha grabbed Debbie's wrist and pleaded, "Deb, don't hit him. His face is already black and blue."

Debbie grabbed Jared's collar with her other hand and said through gritted teeth, "I am not done yet. No one is allowed to bully my cousin. Jared, you are no exception."

Jared's face was killing him. He shouted at Dixon, "Bro, why are you standing still there? Pull this woman off me!"

He and Debbie used to fight against others all the time, and he thought she was pretty cool. But today, he was the one at the receiving end of her anger, and it hurt like hell.

Dixon said casually, "You asked me to let go of you, and I did."

Words failed Jared.

Debbie still refused to let him go. At that moment, her phone rang. Kasie picked it up from the table and saw the caller ID. She heaved a sigh of relief. "Tomboy, it's your husband. Answer it," she said anxiously.

Debbie yelled, "No! Because of him, Dixon and I have to go abroad, and Jared and I are fighting against each other." Saying that, she gave Jared another punch in his face.

Jared cried bitterly, "Tomboy, if it's your husband's fault, then why are you still hitting me?"

Sighing in defeat, Kasie answered Debbie's phone. In a low voice, she said into the phone, "Mr. Huo, we're in Room 2203. Debbie and Jared got into a fight, and we are unable to stop them. Please come quickly."

The phone was disconnected immediately, and within two minutes, the door to the private booth was pushed open from the outside. Carlos' tall figure came into view.

He felt much relieved when he saw it was Jared who got beaten.

"Hello, Mr. Huo."

good evening." Everyone except Debbie and Jared greeted

on time. Beat the hell out

them gaped at her.

away from Jared and stroked her hand. "Your hand must be hurting," he

she nodded honestly.

had so little fat that it hurt to hit

to the table and gave her an empty beer bottle. "Here, hit him with

disbelief. 'Is Mr.

on the table, and grabbed Carlos' hand. "Never mind. I'm not angry anymore. If I break his head with the bottle, I will

was bleeding and his face was swollen. Sasha asked anxiously, "Does it hurt? Let me take you to the

right choice. If you beat me to death,

coldly, "I'll back her up after

"Tomboy, listen to your husband! He's so cold-blooded that he

eyes and snorted,

pointed to his bleeding nose in

Debbie shrugged.

aching cheek and immediately got an idea to get back at Debbie. "Mr. Huo, Tomboy said that she could knock you down with

any longer because Jared was snitching on her to Carlos. "Jared, shut

to the door

the richest man in the city, yet you want a poor kid like me to pay the bill. This is unbelievable!" Jared stared at their

made a face. "You heard me. Tonight's on you. Sasha,

head and murmured, "Deb, you go

realized that something

not mine!" he