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.

and a half since she had come to England. She had been away from Carlos for forty-five days.

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

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

Megan. She always 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

her trap. She had fought with Carlos over Megan. She had forced Carlos to send her

only one look at the A4 paper with Carlos' name scribbled all

been so indulgent with her.

Curtis... He did nothing

was family. But she had refused him coldly. She shouldn't have taken her hatred towards

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

up suddenly at some point in their life. It was so true. Debbie felt she had

had. The process had been hard and tormenting. But a

I wasn't planning on telling you this, but it's too

texted back

while he was trying to

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

'Megan!

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

doctors said that his situation wasn't critical. The bullet has been removed.

was shot in the arm last time because of you. Where did he get

cried, "Aunt Debbie, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

crying and tell me where he

stopped wailing and said, "His

say either. She couldn't really blame Megan, because her parents had saved Carlos' life

bought an air ticket bound for Y