Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Carlos gazed at the big pair of eyes that had widened out of curiosity in his phone screen. "What are you thinking? My suit jacket just got dirty." A female client's perfume was so strong that the entire meeting room had been filled with its scent. Even after she had left, Carlos could still smell the scent on his jacket.

Debbie was disappointed. "I thought you were gonna strip for me."

Carlos picked up a brand-new suit jacket from the closet and put it on. "Wanna watch me strip?"

Debbie nodded excitedly, "Yes, yes!" The thought of his athletic body made her drool.

"Go to class now. You can feast your eyes tonight." Carlos winked.

Debbie nodded at his magnetic voice. "All right. It's a date. Don't back down later." She started shooting towards the classroom like a bullet.

Carlos was amused. "I won't. Bye."

"Bye!"

When Carlos walked out of the lounge, Megan was still doing her homework at his desk.

He looked at her and said flatly, "I'm going back to the meeting room. The meeting won't be over anytime soon. Ask Ashley to call a driver for you and tell him to take you home when your homework is done."

"Gotcha. Go back to your work. Don't worry about me, Uncle Carlos."

"Okay."

Debbie's days in England were pretty boring. Studying took up most of her time. It surprised her that a once hopeless student like her could be studying so hard now.

Without Carlos, her life was sort of like a photocopier. Every day was just a xerox of the other. It was always just class, yoga, and music.

Luckily, she had the weekends off to have some fun. Or she would have gone mad already.

away from Carlos for forty-five days. During these days, she reflected on what had happened in Y

how busy he was, he always made time to keep her company. He provided the best for her. Why couldn't she have

gotten jealous of her

made things worse between Debbie and Carlos. She stirred things up and then pretended to be a good girl. She pretended to suck up to Debbie and comfort Carlos.

Carlos over Megan. She had forced

look at the A4 paper with Carlos' name scribbled all over it to know how much she

shouldn't have been so

Curtis... He did nothing wrong.

But she had refused him coldly. She shouldn't have

had messed up in the past. She only wished that Carlos' love for her wouldn't fade because of

at some point in their life. It

and treasure what they had. The process had been hard

said, "Tomboy, I wasn't planning on telling you

texted back

while he was trying to

to say a word about it to you. But Emmett slipped it in front

'Megan!

it Megan again?!' Debbie tried to calm down. She called Carlos immediately, but it was Megan

whimpered, "Uncle Carlos is still unconscious. But the doctors said that his

anxiety made Debbie roar, "He was shot in

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean for this

tell me where he

stopped wailing and said, "His

closed her eyes in pain, too furious to speak. She didn't know what to say either. She couldn't really blame Megan, because her parents had saved Carlos'

an air ticket bound for Y City