Chapter 275 She''s Indeed Scary


    "You better believe it. Otherwise I would''ve just bled in vain!" Carlos said to Curtis. The news that Mr.


    Huo had sex with his wife in the ward, causing his wound to bleed again, soon spread to everyone on


    the VVIP floor of the inpatient department. Although he was aware of the shock he had brought to


    everyone, Carlos didn''t mind at all, nor did he feel embarrassed about it.


    As Carlos talked to Curtis, the doctor silently finished bandaging his wound. In a frightened voice, he


    cautioned, "Mr. Huo, the wound rupture is severe. You''ve lost a lot of blood again. Please do be


    careful."


    He nodded slightly to the doctor, and told Curtis, "Drive Debbie to the manor before you go home."


    Since his wound was worse now, it was impossible for him to be discharged from the hospital that day.


    Even if he wanted to leave, the embarrassed woman hiding in the bathroom wouldn''t allow him to. He


    might have to stay for another two days.


    Damon had beenughing the whole time. He teased, "Why? Are you afraid that you might lose control


    of yourself again and die on top of your wife?"


    Carlos swiftly grabbed a cushion from the sofa and threw it at Damon. It hit him right in the face.


    Damon yelled, "Hey asshole! Debbie,e out now! Get a leash on your husband."


    Debbie had been listening to their bantering as she stood in the bathroom with her hands covering her


    red hot face. She didn''t dare utter a word or respond to their teasing.


    "Are you gonna stay alone here?" Curtis asked with a raised brow.


    Carlos nodded. "I don''t mind. She''s been attending to me since she returned from Ennd." He was


    afraid that Debbie might get bored. He remembered how she had resisted staying in the hospitalst


    time.


    But that was not the only reason. He knew that she would be pissed if she found out about their n


    for that night. He was painfully aware that if he acted first and asked for forgivenesster, it would


    anger her even more. But he was also certain that if he told her now, she wouldn''t allow him to run into


    anything dangerous in his current condition. So after much consideration, he figured it would be best to


    keep it a secret from Debbie for the moment.


    Curtis stood up and tidied his clothes. He walked to the bathroom door and knocked. "Debbie,e


    out. The doctors and nurses have left."


    Debbie was baffled. ''The doctors and nurses have left, but you and Damon are still there...'' she


    thought, as she blushed.


    After hesitating for a while, she came out slowly. She had already taken a shower and had changed


    into new clothes. Her face was as red as a tomato when she greeted Curtis, "Mr. Lu..."


    Curtis didn''t mind that she hadn''t changed her way of addressing him. He knew that it would take time


    for her to ept him as her uncle. He led her to Carlos and pointed at the unabashed man. "See? Your


    husband sat there without a care in the world as the doctors were dealing with his wound. So what are


    you embarrassed for, Debbie?"


    Awkwardly moving towards him, Debbie red at the smug man. "Aren''t you ashamed at all?" she


    confronted him.


    Carlos shook his head and replied in a casual tone, "You are my wife. Why should I feel ashamed of


    having sex with my own wife?"


    "Fine, forget it!" Debbie said, finding it hard tomunicate with the brazen man.


    Curtis grinned at the couple''s bantering. He looked at Debbie with a thin smile lingering on his lips. "I''ll


    drive you home now. You cane and visit him tomorrow."


    "Why?" she asked in confusion.


    Curtis exined, "Carlos said that you''d been staying at the hospital to look after him. You must be


    tired. He wants you to go home and get some good rest."


    Damon chipped in as he waved a fashion magazine at Debbie, "In order to save Carlos'' life, it''d be


    better if you weren''t around. Go and do some shopping instead. Look, the Pet-Woman brand has


    released some new products. I''ve seen you wear their clothes and shoes several times. You like this


    brand, don''t you?"


    "To save Carlos'' life?" Debbie asked, perplexed. ''What does he mean? Is his life in some sort of danger


    now?!''


    Damon cleared his throat dramatically and said, "You know, if these were the ancient times, you would


    be the imperial concubine who was powerful enough to make the emperor leave his title and people


    behind, just to stay with you. I can totally understand Carlos'' feeling. When he is with you, all he thinks


    about is having sex with you and of all the different positions he should take while doing it again and


    again. So...to stop him from bleeding out again, it''d be wise of you to avoid him for a while. Got it?"


    Debbie''s lips twitched into a half smile. "Mr. Han, you tter me. An imperial concubine? You probably


    meant to say that I was the enchantress who had bewitched the great Carlos Huo, right?"


    Damon pped his hands in excitement and nodded, "Yes! That''s exactly what I meant!" It would have


    been difficult for him topare Debbie to an enchantress. But he found it amusing that she said it out


    herself.


    "Damon, I think your wife is being really nice to youtely. Why are you so free? Don''t you have to earn


    your living?" Carlos grumbled.


    Damon sat cross-legged next to Carlos on the sofa and said casually, "Never mind that. My dad is rich.


    I can just live on his money. Besides, my parents are more than happy to spend all their money on my


    little son. So, why should I care about earning any money?"


    Carlos didn''t want to waste his time talking this nonsense with Damon again. He turned to Debbie and


    said in a soft voice, "Why don''t you go for some shopping like he said? Buy whatever you want and he


    will pay for everything."


    "Whoa! Hold on a minute! She''s your wife, not mine. Why should I pay for your wife?" Damon


    protested.


    Carlos cast him a cold nce. "It''s you who suggested that she go shopping, isn''t it?"


    "Well yeah... but..."


    "No buts and ifs," Carlos said, giving him no chance to protest. He looked back at Debbie and said,


    "Honey, go ahead. Get some sleep after shopping. You cane back here tomorrow."


    Debbie hesitated. Carlos'' wound had bled again. She wasn''t exactly in the mood to go shopping. But


    since he had asked her to leave on his own volition, she thought it would be better if she did.


    Considering he had been so bold to have sex with her in his wounded state, it wouldn''t be safe for him


    if she stayed by his side, just like Damon had said. She decided that she wouldeter on. "Okay,


    fine," she nodded.


    The couple reached an agreement, but Damon had still not agreed to pay for Debbie''s shopping


    expenses.


    Ignoring his continuous protests, Curtis said, "Debbie, let''s go." He dragged her luggage behind him


    and escorted her out of the ward.


    "Hey, don''t go! I haven''t agreed to anything yet. Hey..." As soon as they were out of sight, Damon


    stopped at once.


    As the door closed behind them, the yful expression on Damon''s face was instantly reced by a


    serious look. He turned to Carlos and persuaded in a stern voice, "Carlos, you don''t have to join the


    action tonight. Wesley and I can handle it."


    He was well aware that Carlos had deliberately found an excuse to make Debbie leave.


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    He didn''t want to worry Debbie.


    Carlos lit a cigarette. "I need to be there too. One more person joining in the action will increase the


    chances of winning the battle. I want to get this over with, once and for all." Deep down, he didn''t wish


    to get hurt again in the process of protecting Megan, making Debbie angry and worried.


    They would have already taken action to finish off the enemies if Debbie hadn''te back from


    Ennd all of a sudden. Their n had already been dyed.


    It would be more difficult to fight those gangsters if they didn''t take prompt action.


    Damon took out his phone and looked at the message which Wesley had sent to him earlier. "Wesley


    has nned everything well and has already set a trap for them. If everything goes well, we will be able


    to take about a hundred men along with us to root the gangsters out. We will surely seed. You stay


    here and get well."


    Instead of responding to his concern, Carlos changed the subject. "Where''s Megan? How''s she


    doing?"


    "She is awake. But she''s scared of your wife, so she wouldn''t daree anywhere near you at the


    moment." Damon shrugged. He was impressed by how Debbie had be a beast in Megan''s eyes,


    although she looked like a beautiful angel. Now, whenever Debbie''s name was mentioned, Megan


    would be stricken with fear.


    Carlos smiled tenderly as he thought of Debbie. "Yeah. She''s indeed scary..."


    ''Even I''m scared of her, aren''t I?'' he thought.