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.

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

nothing but good to her. No matter how busy he was, he always made time to keep her company. He provided the best for her. Why couldn't she have been more understanding? Why had she canceled the trip with him

because he loved her very much and had gotten jealous of her being close to other men. She should have been more patient and

then there was Megan. She always made things worse between Debbie and Carlos. She stirred things up and then pretended to be

had fought with Carlos over Megan. She had

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

been so indulgent with her.

Curtis... He did nothing wrong.

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

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

saying that a person grew up suddenly at some point in their life. It was so true. Debbie felt she had become more

and treasure what they had. The process had

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

texted back immediately.

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

Emmett slipped it in front of me and I felt bad about keeping this from

'Megan!

but it was Megan who answered the phone. "Where is Carlos?" Debbie asked, suppressing her anger.

his situation wasn't critical. The bullet has been

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

so sorry. I didn't mean for this to

me where

stopped wailing and said,

pain, too furious to speak. She didn't know what to say either. She couldn't really blame Megan,

bought an air ticket bound for Y City in the evening.