Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife novel Chapter 256

The girl was one of Carlos' fans, so Debbie signed his name as well, right next to hers. She also drew a heart between their names.

Looking at her work, she flashed a broad smile and handed the pen and notebook back to the girl. "Done. I hope it's okay. My writing's a mess."

"Thank you, Mrs. Huo. Er, can I call you 'Debbie?' You're so down to earth. Thanks for the autograph!"

Before Debbie could answer, more pens and notebooks were put in front of her for her to sign. She wondered if she would get cramp in her hand before she finished.

Actually, Debbie felt a lot more comfortable and happier with these young girls. Compared to those fake women at the expo, these girls were cheerful and real. Coming from a noble family didn't guarantee that a person had a noble personality. In fact, it was often the opposite.

Suddenly, a light bulb went off in Debbie's head. With a cunning smile, she told Carlos' fans, "Well, my husband looks cold and uncaring, but he's actually a nice guy. If you ask him for autographs, I'm sure he'll do it."

"Really? If he says no, can you help us out, Mrs. Huo?"

"No problem. But he's busy right now. Not sure when he'll be done," said Debbie.

In stunned disbelief, the security guards looked at Debbie, who was busy chatting with the girls. She was so nice and unpretentious. She sounded like she was happy to be there, and they got the sense that it wasn't an act. They'd never been assigned to guard a celebrity who was so amiable and easy to approach.

And she was not just some actress or pop star, but Carlos Huo's wife.

At the expo, a security guard sprinted into the main hall and found Carlos, who was discussing business with a few guests. "Mr. Huo, your wife's being mobbed by fans..."

Carlos set his glass on a nearby table. "Thanks. I'll check it out." He then turned to Tristan. "Take your men and find two popular stars. Make it obvious they're around. Then split them up. That should keep the fans busy chasing them rather than my wife."

"Yes, Mr. Huo."

Debbie's right hand became shaky after so many signatures. All of a sudden, people around her began to scream. "Aaaargh! It's Mr. Huo! Look! Carlos Huo!"

A dozen bodyguards led the way, and Carlos walked towards Debbie, the picture of poise.

Another two popular celebrities left the building in two different directions, just as Carlos had ordered, and their fans followed after them in a hurry. This effectively dispersed the crowd that had formed around Debbie.

With his bodyguards clearing the way, Carlos managed to get close to Debbie quite easily. He pulled her into his arms and said, "I thought I told you to wait for me. What happened?"

His eyes were full of affection. The fans yelled and screamed at the top of their lungs as if Carlos were talking to them.

Debbie felt like she was in a club where they played the dance music so loud she had to scream to be heard. She stood on tiptoe to get close enough to his ear. "The expo is so boring. I'm going home."

"I'll come with you."

At that moment, the girl whom Debbie had talked with asked excitedly, "Mrs. Huo, you promised you'd get Mr. Huo to sign autographs. I've been a fan for years."

The girl was practically in tears because she was so excited.

Another girl piped up, "We're all fans. I've followed you since you were in the military. We need your autographs." However, Carlos' bodyguards intervened. They stood between Carlos and the fans, making them stand two meters away from their boss.

Debbie stared at the scene from Carlos' arms, mouth agape. 'Wow, these are really intense fans. They've liked him longer than I have, ' she thought.