Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

'He knew Ivan and I never slept together? Ivan must have told him everything, ' Debbie thought. Then she replied in a wronged tone, "When we were on the island, I was horny, but you wouldn't do anything. So I said that Ivan and I did it to piss you off."

Carlos stared at her intensely.

The fierce look in his eyes made her nervous. "Don't look at me like that. I thought you didn't want me anymore. I'm the one who should be mad," she added.

'How could I not want her? I was just trying not to cause problems, because she was married, ' Carlos thought.

"And why didn't you know my marriage license was fake? People are always saying you're so clever..." she continued.

Carlos didn't know how to respond to that. He had tried to lay a guilt trip on her, but she turned it around, made everything his fault. 'This woman is really savvy.'

Debbie was glad that he didn't talk back to her. "I've answered your questions. Now it's my turn."

Carlos' heart fluttered. He knew what she was going to ask. She figured it out faster than he thought, and he smiled resignedly.

"Do you have your memory back or not?" she asked, her face betraying no emotion. What he didn't know was that underneath that stony expression, her heart was pounding.

Carlos looked her in the eye and took her in his arms. "Mmhmm."

What a simple reply. But it was powerful enough to open the floodgates. Instantly, tears gushed from her eyes.

Before he could say or do anything to console her, she lifted her foot and kicked him hard in the leg.

The moment her pointed-toe stiletto hit his leg, a sharp pain seized him. He endured it silently. As the moments fled, the pain had dulled to an ache.

Damon and Kinsley had talked him into pretending he still had amnesia. Carlos decided he was going to kick those guys' asses.

During this time, Frankie sat in the car. Bored, he got out to smoke and happened to see Debbie giving Carlos a kick.

out laughing. Since it was dangerous to laugh at Carlos,

couldn't believe his eyes. The mighty Carlos Huo—kicked by a woman! This

back in the car. He was so afraid his desire to

the two either. One kick wasn't enough to vent her anger.

grimace, didn't scream, only looked at

her anger didn't stop there. She gave him two more good kicks,

better?" Carlos asked her.

and slammed the door shut. He was trapped outside the car. She locked the door quickly and opened the window a crack. "Don't follow me!" she said angrily.

looked at Carlos.

nodded to him resignedly.

take her to Champs Bay Apartments. Since he had Carlos' say-so,

Damon for a drink. Just the two of them. And it wasn't at Orchid Private Club but at a bar that catered to

had invited him there to discuss some secret plan. He was excited. "Dude, you were awesome in front of the camera. I almost cried. I bet Debbie

Carlos said

"No way! Women are way more sensitive. They always cry.

warning, he aimed a

was wearing his wingtips tonight. It was a special occasion—an ass-kicking. He knew his kick would hurt much more than Debbie's. Damon

was in too much pain to utter a word. Bending over the table, he clapped

I got when Debbie found out I was lying

there. 'This man is so vindictive.'

Carlos said after

I supposed to

and asked, "Do you know how many times Debbie

man! We're good buddies— Ah!" When Carlos kicked him again, Damon couldn't bear the pain anymore and screamed. His howl

Kinsley twice each or should I kick you four times?" Carlos asked slowly.

him again. At this moment, he forgot Kinsley was his

However, what Carlos said