Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

By the time Decker finished bathing and walked out of his bedroom, Debbie had already come back to the apartment with Evelyn.

Decker scooped up the little girl. He wanted to take her out to have some fun, but Ramona called out to stop him. "Decker, dinner is ready. You can play with her after dinner."

Annoyed, he was about to retort, but Ramona spoke again. "Come on, all of you. Enjoy your dinner. I have something else to do now. I'll leave soon."

As she moved the dishes from the kitchen to the dinner table, she said again, "I know that Debbie has a huge appetite, so I cooked a few more dishes. I'm not confident about my cooking skills. Please don't mind."

The siblings stood in the living room, watching their mother dart back and forth around the kitchen. When the last dish was served on the table, Ramona untied the apron, hung it on the kitchen hanger and said, "Eat before the food gets cold." After washing her hands, she grabbed her coat and walked up to Evelyn. Caressing the little girl's cheek, she muttered, "What a lovely girl you are!" 'When will I hear you call me Grandma?' she thought sadly.

Debbie silently watched her walk towards the door. She opened her mouth and wanted to ask, "Aren't you having dinner with us?" But while she hesitated, Ramona changed into her shoes and left the apartment.

Decker and Debbie stood in a daze for a moment.

At the dinner table, Debbie grabbed her chopsticks and looked at her brother. Decker didn't move a finger. Sensing her gaze, he stared back at her.

Evelyn sat quietly, her eyes darting between the two adults. She waited for them to start eating.

Finally, Decker grabbed his chopsticks and picked a slice of celery into Evelyn's bowl. "Eat, baby."

"Thank you," Evelyn replied politely. She scooped the food up with her spoon and put it into her little mouth.

Letting out a sigh, Debbie also began to help Piggy with the food. "I bet she hasn't eaten anything yet. She left with an empty stomach. I feel bad, Decker," she said, sounding remorseful.

Decker already knew that, but he said stubbornly, "She… She has something else to do."

anymore, and she doesn't have many friends. What does she have to do?" Debbie was a mother now. She felt a dull pain in her heart when

But he remained indifferent. "It has nothing to do with

do

her to cook for us. She volunteered to do

more food from his plate. Frowning, she rebuked, "Yes, you didn't force her

slammed the chopsticks on the table as he shot to his feet. Then he grabbed his coat and made his way

loud. She didn't want to scare her daughter.

shoulders, Decker asked impatiently without turning

being unfair? She tried her best to make all this food for us, but we didn't even invite her to the table. We were wrong to treat her that way, and now, you want to waste all this food? Decker Lu, get back to your seat

family member. I hate that entire

is Lu too! Do you

to change my surname before, but things are different now. I'll go change it right away. I'll pick any last name—Zhang,

down either. She scoffed, "Zhang, Wang, Li, Zhao? Why not Nian then? Decker Nian.

he thought, staring speechlessly at his

they were arguing, Evelyn grabbed Debbie's cell phone from the dinner table and dialed a number. "Daddy? Uncle Decker

the time Debbie had noticed what her little girl had done. "Okay, I'll wait for you. Bye, Daddy!" the little girl said and hung up.

two of them widened

her little hands. Looking at her phone screen,

number. Daddy said I should call

Debbie's lips twitched.

and finish dinner there. If he left the apartment now, Carlos would chase him down. But if he stayed and waited for Carlos, they might be able to clear the

onto the sofa and returned to his seat. He picked a chicken drumstick and put it into Evelyn's bowl, complimenting her, "Well done, Piggy. Come, this chicken is a reward for you. If anyone dares to bully your mommy, remember

I will." The next second, she pushed her bowl towards Debbie and told Decker, "Uncle, I don't eat