Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife novel Chapter 296

As Debbie spoke on the phone, she gulped down two more glasses of wine. "Mmm...this is good. You never let me drink. Anyway, you're so far away. You can't punish me... Hey...why did I even call? No, that's not right. I'm pissed, so I didn't call. Did you call me?"

Carlos had walked back to his office as he listened to the drunken woman babbling. He closed the door and patiently waited for her to finish. "Yes, I called you."

"Where was I? Oh...right! Don't charge your father and Lewis with anything. You feel me? If you don't listen to me, I'll find someone else who will. You aren't here, so you won't know!"

"Go ahead. See what happens," Carlos said angrily.

"You... You're so loud. How...could you... yell at me?" she whimpered, breaking into tears.

The woman's sudden tears confused Carlos. He quickly corrected himself, "No, no. It's okay. Go ahead."

"Go ahead? Okay. Remember, I won't forgive you. Don't call me again. I'm still mad now. Maybe forever. I love you so much, but..." The grief grew in her heart as she spoke. She cried again and continued, "I love you so much, but you lied to me and risked your life for another woman... You don't think of me as your wife. You just want me for sex..." She cried even louder.

Hearing her cry worried him. He began losing his cool and comforted her in a concerned voice, "Please, don't cry. Of course you're my wife. I love you, too!"

Debbie's crying came to a stop all of a sudden. "Really? No lie?"

"No lie. Carlos loves Debbie, you know?" he said tenderly.

"Hey...okay. Well, your wine is really tasty..." She hiccupped. "Oh, no! I hiccupped in front of you... I feel so bad...so ashamed. Still love me if I'm rude?"

"Yes," he replied helplessly, knowing that she was really drunk now.

"That's good. By the way, Carlos, when are you flying out here? I miss you so much. I'm lonely. And Gus, that brat! All he does is show how much he and his girl want each other. Huh! When you come here, we need to do that too!"

"Okay... I'll be there before you know it."

"Cool. Baby, I'm yawning! I need to hang up and get some rest. I want to hug you while I sleep. You can hug me too, and then I can kiss your chocolate abs that I love so much..."

She got more and more flirtatious. Carlos massaged his forehead helplessly, trying hard to suppress his desire. She could still get him hard thousands of miles away.

Unknowingly, Debbie drifted off to dreamland. When she woke up, it was already dark outside.

Shaking her aching head to sober up, she tried to recall what she had done that noon.

In her vague memory, she remembered that she called Carlos! 'Oh, crap!'

She hastily grabbed her phone beside the pillow and checked the call log. She was right! She did call Carlos, and they talked for precisely fifty-two minutes and one second.

'Fifty-two minutes and one second? Damn. I must have talked his ear off.

What did we talk about?' she wondered.

What frustrated Debbie even more was that she couldn't remember a single word of their conversation. When she tried to think of anything, her head pounded.

'So did I talk about James, I wonder? Did he promise he wouldn't put them behind bars?'

She sighed helplessly. 'I swear I shouldn't drunk dial!'

In defeat, she rested her head in her hands. She had one too many. But Carlos' collection of red wines tasted so good! So she got drunk, and babbled.

'Fine, forget it. What's done is done.' She decided to text Carlos and ask about it. "What did I tell you on the phone?" she wrote.

A beep let her know that Carlos texted her back. Debbie read the message and blushed deeply.

"You said you missed me, you wanted to hug me and you wanted me to..."