Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

'How would I know that?' Debbie thought. With a pout, she scoffed, "If you ask my opinion, I would say yes. Men with power and money tend to enjoy fooling around with women. You're no exception!"

Carlos smirked. "I don't care for such petty things. Plus, my wife is very strict. How could I dare fool around with other women?"

Debbie grinned broadly. In a gleeful voice, she said, "That sounds better."

The issue was temporarily solved and Debbie soon forgot about it. But the whole matter was not as simple as it had seemed.

Carlos had someone look into the issue and check the background of that pregnant woman. After some digging, he found out that there was a backseat driver behind the scenes, someone who had instructed the pregnant woman to stir up trouble between him and Debbie. But he was yet to figure out who that person was. The investigation was still on going.

In the meantime, a rumor was spreading like wild fire around Y City.

The talk of the city was that Carlos, the omnipotent CEO, was actually sexually impotent, and that his wife was lonely every night because he wasn't capable of giving her any kind of pleasure in the bedroom.

This shocking news went viral within a few hours, and even before the next day came, everyone in Y City was already talking about it.

Inside the hospital ward, Debbie was overwhelmed by unease. Each time she made eye contact with the sullen man, her heart skipped a beat and she instantly looked away.

'Crap! What should I do? He looks really angry. Should I butter him up?' she wondered nervously.

She decided to take some action to cool him down. "Honey, thirsty? Or are you hungry? How about I cook a meal for you myself?" she asked cautiously.

Carlos glared at her without budging even a little. He didn't utter a single word.

"You know, I've learned some cooking from Ethel in England. My skills have improved dramatically. Do you want to give it a shot?" Debbie tried to coax him.

a way she wanted. His face changed abruptly at the thought of the terrible

this man could be. After all, she was the one who had started the rumor, and on top of that, she had talked poorly of

this before? How could you let Debbie be so lonely every night for the past three years?" He turned to Debbie and said with feigned seriousness, "Debbie, rest assured.

Did he really arrange a specialist to treat Carlos?' She pulled at the hem of Damon's shirt and stopped

true, Debbie," he cut in to comfort her in a sad voice. "Let the doctor check on your husband first and then we'll talk about

rumor is false!" At this point, Debbie knew that she had to drive Damon away as fast

it's an embarrassing topic and he is such a proud man. But you know, we are best friends, and I

slowly,

a flash, he pulled the needle from his wrist and pressed the spot with a cotton bud to stop the bleeding. Then he covered it with

"Hey, what are you doing? I'll call the nurse

hold of Debbie's arm and pointed his finger at Damon. "You! Stand there and check with your own eyes whether the rumor is true or not. See how lonely Debbie is

he pushed

his grip. As she tried to push him away from her, she yelled, "What are you doing? Your

But with Carlos as the male

"Carlos, let go of me! Your wound

all. He really meant to have sex with her in front of Damon! In her panic, she stared at the man pressing on top of her and exclaimed in her mind, 'Oh

it to bleed again!" Damon reminded him, his tone a bit

out and listen from the other side of the door." 'Like hell I'd let you see my wife's body!' Carlos thought. But without even waiting for Damon to leave, he started taking off Debbie's

his hands in

moans from inside the

the ceiling and sighed helplessly. 'All right, all right. I know how capable you are, Carlos! Poor Debbie.' He shook his head and grinned.

became louder and more deafening. Damon couldn't stand it any longer and covered his ears. Before leaving, he considerately locked the

two doctors cleaned his