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.

a month and a half since she had come to England. She had been away from Carlos for forty-five days. During these days, she reflected on what had happened in

hot-tempered. Carlos had been nothing but good to her. No matter how busy he was, he always made time to keep her company. He provided the

and had gotten jealous of her being close to other men. She should have been more patient

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

into her trap. She had fought with Carlos over Megan. She had forced Carlos to send her abroad sooner than needed.

at the A4 paper with Carlos' name scribbled all over it

have been so indulgent with

Curtis... He did

she had refused him coldly. She

the past. She only wished that Carlos' love for her wouldn't

It was so true. Debbie felt she had become more mature after spending some

treasure what they had. The process had been hard and tormenting. But a

her phone rang. The message from Kasie said, "Tomboy, I wasn't planning on telling you this, but it's too important. I

she texted

said that he got hurt while he was trying to save... Megan,"

not to say a word about it to you. But Emmett slipped it in front of me and I felt bad about

'Megan!

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

whimpered, "Uncle Carlos is still unconscious. But the doctors said that his situation wasn't critical. The

are saying that is not critical?" Anger and anxiety made Debbie roar, "He was shot in the arm last time because of you. Where did he get shot

Debbie, I'm sorry. I'm so

and tell me

and said,

didn't know what to say either. She couldn't really blame Megan, because her parents

Debbie bought an air ticket bound for