The next afternoon, as Debbie drowsily lay next to Carlos, her phone suddenly rang, jarring her awake. She grabbed her phone and saw that it was from an unknown number.
Since Carlos was working on the bed, she didn't want to interrupt him. She got out of bed and walked to the corridor to answer it. "Hello?"
"Hello, is this Mrs. Huo?"
"Yes, who's asking?"
A few minutes later, Debbie returned to the ward and threw a glance at Carlos, who was having a video conference. She silently opened her suitcase and selected a set of light-colored clothes and her cosmetics bag before going into the bathroom to freshen up.
Half an hour later, Carlos saw her come out of the bathroom, wearing delicate make-up. He was about to ask her where she was going, but she paid no attention to him. Without giving him so much as a glance, she grabbed her handbag and walked towards the door.
"Wait!" Carlos said and paused the video conference.
Debbie turned to look at him. "What's up?"
"Where are you going? Why are you wearing make-up?" he asked curiously. 'Is she dressed well to meet a man?' he thought angrily.
Remembering the phone call earlier, Debbie could hardly force a smile. "Tell you after I come back."
Ignoring his glare, she turned around and left.
Debbie arrived at a crowded street in downtown and got out of the car. It was already five minutes later than the agreed time. Entering a cafe, she quickly walked upstairs as per the instructions given by the woman on the phone earlier.
There was only one person sitting at a table on the second floor. She looked quite pretty and was around the same age as Debbie. She was wearing a red dress and a white coat, along with soft flats. She had some light make-up on her face.
As soon as the woman spotted Debbie, she stood up. Debbie noticed the slight baby bump. 'She's indeed pregnant...' Debbie confirmed in her mind.
The woman took the initiative to greet Debbie. "Nice to meet you, Mrs. Huo."
Instead of feeling raged, Debbie was actually amused as she stared at the woman who claimed to be Carlos' mistress. She wondered if all mistresses nowadays were this shameless to blatantly challenge a legal wife. Besides, this woman had played her cards well. Debbie had just returned to Y City the day before, but this woman was able to get wind of the information and had even managed to contact her.
Debbie took a glance at the glass of orange juice on the table and apologized politely, "I'm sorry for being late. I don't think I know you."
"It doesn't matter that you don't know me; Mr. Huo knows me very well," she said outright. As she spoke, she took out a few photos from her h
I don't want to continue with this sharade anymore. So, let me tell you the reason why I haven't gotten pregnant all these years. It's because... Carlos is sexually impotent. Then tell me, how can you be pregnant with his baby?" Debbie burst into a wild howl of laughter after making up the story.
The woman was stunned, her mouth agape. Shocked by the news, she stammered, "You... Are you trying to fool me?"
"Fool you? Why would I? Do you know what Carlos did before becoming a businessman?"
"Yes..." Everyone in Y City knew that Carlos had been in the Special Force.
Pulling a sorry face, Debbie asked her, "Then you should have heard about his story with Megan too, right?" 'Of course, I know! Megan Lan, the lucky woman who has always been under the protection of the four most respectful men in Y City. Everyone knows about it!' the woman thought, eager to know more.
After a pause, Debbie continued, "You see, when Carlos and Wesley were on a mission, a gangster stabbed a knife in his...you know... and cut his..." She let the sentence go unfinished, but the woman's eyes widened. "It was such a tragedy. Carlos was in great pain and the gangster tried to kill him. It was then that Megan's parents saved his life. From then on, he and Wesley have been treating Megan so well. Curtis Lu and Damon Han are Carlos' good friends, so they protect Megan too."
Debbie narrated the fictional story with such pleasure while the woman listened with keen interest. In the end, the woman muttered to herself, "No wonder Mr. Huo has never dated any woman..." With a look of pity, she said to Debbie, "This is all so shocking. How did you manage to live for three years with an impotent husband? I bet it gets really lonely every night, since your needs are not satisfied."
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