Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

"Yes, a bitch. Opposite sexes attract each other after all, not to mention the fact that it's a good-looking bitch. So my husband likes her a lot," Debbie said as she drew circles on the table with her index finger. The two at the next table heard every word of hers, loud and clear.

Unaware of what she actually meant, Hayden commented with a smile, "No matter how much he likes her, it's just a dog. Are you saying that you are not even as important as a dog in his heart?"

"I'm wondering the same thing." Debbie smiled bitterly.

When she heard Debbie's first words, Megan accidentally poured hot water on her hand. Carlos asked the waiter to get some ointment for her, but that was it. He didn't do anything else.

As Debbie's words turned harsher, Megan stared at the man next to her, a wronged expression on her face. Since he was within earshot, she believed he had heard every single word Debbie had said. However, there was no response from him. His face remained blank. Silently, Megan worked on her emotion. Soon, a single tear rolled down her cheek.

Carlos didn't notice it, though. The boy did. He was talking about something, but stopped immediately and asked, "Megan, what's wrong? Why are you crying? Is it something I said? I'm so sorry."

In a fluster, Megan grabbed a tissue from the table and wiped her eyes carefully. "No, it's not. It's nothing. I'm fine," she said.

It was only then that Carlos realized that Megan was crying. He frowned and handed her a napkin. "Don't bother her again!" he said to the boy sternly.

The boy was the same age as Megan and he was visibly terrified of Carlos from the very beginning. Carlos' order made his forehead sweat. He nodded and then nodded some more. "I... Megan, I'm s-sorry for bothering you. Bye."

As soon as he managed to stutter those words, the poor boy fled.

Left alone with Carlos, Megan asked in a low voice, "Uncle Carlos, does Aunt Debbie have a problem with me? She seems to dislike me. Last time, she got mad at Jake when I brought him to the villa. Now she is calling me a... Uncle Carlos, I..."

Megan sounded sadder and more desperate as she spoke. She started to pant for breath.

crying. When she turned to look at her, she saw Carlos comforting the girl, holding her in his arms. She heard him say, "Don't cry. You're in poor

his tenderness was meant only for her. But

was way more important to Carlos than she had

neighboring table stood up and approached them. Hands in his pockets, Carlos said indifferently, "Mr. Gu, enjoy your

entirely focused on the woman who was silently eating her food with

shake hands with Carlos. "Thank you, Mr.

hoped to take Megan out of there as soon

didn't move. She looked at Debbie with her reddened eyes and said in a low, gentle voice, "Debbie, please don't misunderstand us. Tonight is

her fork down and interrupted her in a calm tone, "Don't bother

gnawed at her lower lip and kept her mouth shut.

Debbie a long look, Carlos left with Megan.

picked up his wine glass and clinked it against

Mr. Huo's girlfriend?" he asked with a raised

wine. The delicacies on the table had lost their appeal. "Hayden, I only came here tonight to tell

stood up to leave, but

him, he was smiling. "Fine. Then, let's be friends. Can you finish this meal

eyes at his efforts. Hayden could tell that she was

let's not waste food. Don't worry. I will drive

back in her seat reluctantly. She finished her meal like she was assigned some

got up to drive

get in, a Bentley pulled up next to them. Debbie's heart skipped a beat when she saw the license plate. It was