Take My Breath Away

Debbie shook her head immediately. "Behave yourself, old man," she snapped. Who could guess that the aloof Carlos Huo could act that way in front of his wife?

Carlos pulled Debbie into his arms and began to accuse her. "Maybe you should behave yourself." Seeing her puzzled expression, he continued, "How about the village head's son? Hayden Gu? Gregory Song?"

"Huh?" Debbie raised her head, only to see the displeasure in his eyes.

Carlos lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "You're a siren, aren't you? Did you flirt with those guys? Remember, you're my wife. I'm the only one who can bang you."

Debbie was stunned. 'A siren? Flirt? And he's the only one who can...' "You married me just to...er...bang me?" she asked angrily.

"That's not the point!" he corrected her and kissed the corner of her mouth.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Back up," she said, blinking her eyes. She knew Hayden wanted her back. But the village head's son? And Gregory? What was he talking about?

Carlos pressed her against the liquor cabinet, raised one brow and said, "I'm a guy, see? I know how they think. Keep Gregory at arm's length. Getting the hots for my girl? Next time I see Colleen, I'll tell her to bitch at her brother for me."

'Gregory has a thing for me?' Debbie couldn't believe her ears. "You got it wrong. We're in the same class, that's all. I think you're way off base here!"

Debbie retorted. That would just be too much. Colleen and Gregory would think she and Carlos were both nuts. And that could ruin their friendship.

"And you're naive," Carlos sneered.

'Naive?' Debbie was enraged. She disentangled herself from his arms. "Well, now that we're getting things off our chests..." She took a step back and stared up at him defiantly, arms crossed.

"What do you mean?" Carlos was confused.

"Ha! You're mad at me?! I'm your wife. We sleep in the same bed every night. And you told me that you loved me, that I was your everything, and that we'd grow old together. But look what you did. You said Megan was your girlfrien

the wine in his glass and kissed her fully, his lips gliding over hers. It felt like an eternity. Finally, he scooped her up and carried her into the bedroom.

Lying in bed, Debbie watched Carlos, who was taking off his clothes. All of a sudden, a light bulb went off in her mind. "Hey you," she called out.

He cast a warning glance at her. "Hey you? Really?"

"Humph! I won't call you 'honey' until you give me an explanation. Why not add me as your WeChat friend? You hiding something?"

Carlos grabbed his phone from the table and threw it onto the bed. "Check it yourself."

'What did he mean by that? Doesn't he use WeChat?

Still, if he gave me his phone, he doesn't have anything to hide.' She picked his iPhone XS Max up. It was the first time she had played on his phone. With a sweet smile, she told Carlos, "Password, honey."

"1104."

'What? It sounds like someone's birthday.'

Debbie entered the password and unlocked his phone. She heard Carlos say, "Help me change the password, and tell me the new one."

"Why?"

Carlos took off his pants and answered calmly, "Change it to your birthday."

Blushed, Debbie looked away and asked, "Whose birthday is this?" She couldn't help but steal a glance at him and met his teasing eyes. She immediately lowered her head to avoid eye contact.

'He's impossible, ' she cursed silently.