Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife novel Chapter 342

"Nope," Carlos answered coldly. He was not the type to be curious about everything.

Despite his answer, Debbie still chose to continue. While jogging along with him, she said, "The easiest way to lose weight is... to give your heart to me!"

Debbie herself burst out laughing at her joke as if Carlos was ready to give her his heart and soul.

Her breathing rhythm disrupted by laughter, she began to pant.

But she still laughed some more. Maybe it was to conceal her embarrassment. By the look of it, Carlos was impassive.

Unknown to her, he was thoroughly enjoying her lively company. Her smile was a ray of sunlight, working its way through his hitherto cold heart.

He slowed down and then came to a halt, staring at her with unrelenting, lustful eyes.

Debbie stopped as well. His intense gaze made her feel awkward. She scratched the back of her head and stammered, "I...I'm going back home."

All of a sudden, he took a step forward.

Startled, Debbie instinctively stepped backward. They repeated it a few times until her back bumped into a big tree. She had to walk past the tree if she needed to avoid him.

So she turned right in an attempt to walk past the tree, but he stretched out his arm to press on the tree and blocked her way.

Left with no choice, she turned left. Then again, she was blocked by him.

'Is this a Kabe-don?' Her mind flashed back to the study at his manor, where among other books, there were also a couple of Japanese poetry works. In wistfulness, she wondered how much better they'd have done together for all the three years she was away. Gradually, her heart began to race, her cheeks flushing with love.

She raised her head to look at him. "You... I..." She was lost for words.

He lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.

An intense, passionate kiss from a man long starved of love. 'He kissed me again!' She savored the moment, feeling electrified in his warm embrace.

'Oh my God! We are in public, and there are many people passing by!' she thought to herself. "What's rush with young people nowadays?

Don't they find it improper making out in public, when they could as well go home and do all they want?" "Do you know them? They must be from around here. This is so..."

Passers-by pointed at them and discussed with revulsion.

Debbie's face was flushed both from pleasure and embarrassment. She tried to push him away, but to no avail.

"Hmm..." Debbie protested trying to say something, but her lips were sealed by his. When he finally let go, he teased in a hoarse voice, "Stop moaning."

'What?! I'm not moaning! I'm protesting!' she thought.

She then stuttered, "I...I need to go. Let me go... Please."

She was so apprehensive of their public display of affection, even though she loved him from the bottom of her heart.

"Let you go?" Carlos said with a raised eyebrow. Seeing her red face, he decided to tease. "How about we go home together and...? Either to my apartment or yours. Wherever you prefer."