Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife novel Chapter 321

"Boo...hoo... Carlos...it's really you..." From the scent of his perfume, Debbie was pretty sure it was Carlos. As well, his arms felt quite familiar. For the last three years, not a single day had gone by that she had not thought of him.

But Carlos was shocked when she threw herself into his arms.

He too could feel her familiar scent.

"Guards! Call the guards over!" Startled by the strange woman's intrusion, a businessman next to Carlos demanded his assistant to call for security.

"Carlos, you are still alive..." Ignoring all the curious eyes around her, Debbie held Carlos tightly and burst into tears. Tears of joy, she could not hold back.

Carlos' first instinct was to push her away. But somehow, he just couldn't bring himself to do it.

"Pull her away from Mr. Huo!" a woman nearby reprimanded, her tone harsh and shrill. In a flash, the bodyguards, who had been hesitating, charged forward, grabbed Debbie forcefully and dragged her away.

Not believing her eyes, Debbie flailed and kicked, but to no avail. "Oh, Carlos. I request only one minute, please. Only a few words with you," she pleaded.

At this moment, a bodyguard threw a punch at her face. She gave a choked cry; that really stung. She broke free from their grasp and ran towards Carlos again. "Carlos, it's me. Debbie Nian..."

But the look that Carlos gave her was so cold, you'd be forgiven for thinking she was a total stranger to him.

'Debbie Nian?' The woman next to Carlos furrowed her eyebrows when she heard the name.

Right at that moment, Carlos' car came over and stopped, only a few meters from them. The bodyguards pounced on her again.

Despite her protests and struggling, they dragged Debbie away. The same brusque guy that had slapped her now hit her hard on the shoulder, sending her down to the ground with a thud.

As if in a rescue operation, the bodyguards whisked Carlos and his woman to the car. As one of the men opened the door for them, Carlos got in, without so much as looking back.

Debbie couldn't believe her eyes. She saw Carlos holding the woman's hand.

As soon as they were safely seated, the driver started the engine and drove off. Quickly, all the bodyguards got into other cars and followed.

Seeing Carlos leave, Debbie lost her head. Determined, she stood up from the ground and clutching at her hemline, she ran after his car. "Carlos," she shouted. "You can't just leave like that! Carlos..." she screamed at the top of her lungs.

'I can't let him leave me again! Come what may, I'll get him!' she thought. Running fast as she could, she ignored the pebbles, some dangerously sharp and protruding on her path. Passersby watched curiously, but the barefooted woman in a red evening dress didn't mind their surprise.

She ignored everything, ignored their questions and strange gazes that bore into her back. Even the pain shooting through the soles of her soft feet, now bleeding, she completely ignored.

To her chagrin, no matter how fast she ran, Carlos and his team were gaining speed.

Soon, their taillights disappeared in the distance, leaving her gasping for air on this dark night. Staring at the stars in the sky, she wanted to hold back her emotions, but failed.

Crouching on the ground, she covered her face with both hands and broke into tears, weeping uncontrollably.

The chilling cold in Carlos' eyes still lingered on her mind. Did he ever miss her? Had he ever been in love with her, for all the time they had been together?

Inside the car

Stephanie held Carlos' hand tightly, lost in thought.

She stole glances at Carlos from time to time. He too seemed to mull over something. And that only worried her more.

After a long silence, she finally spoke, feigning a nonchalant voice. "Carlos, who was that woman? She must be someone well known to you."

Shaking his head, Carlos answered shortly, "I don't know her."

Somehow relieved, Stephanie rested her head on his shoulder. "Really? I thought you were cheating on me."

Carlos lowered his eyes to look at her and lightly cautioned, "Stop kidding."