Mr. Hilton's Dilemma: Hard To Get His Wife Back

arlos finally recognized her and his eyes dilated

bbie were to wear it. When Carlos was selecting clothes for Olga just a while ago, it'd be more accurate to say that Carlos just pointed

shape didn't showcase the dress to its full potential. Lips curving up ever so slightly, C

in the store eyed him, as if waiting for him to

med, Olga re

ips, in the hope of saying more, but the moment she looked up to meet

seen that girl before?' Suddenly, it dawned upon him. Quickly, he approached Carlos and said in a faint voice, "Carlos, that girl is y

bbie exclaimed, maneuvering her way towa

ett was taken by the arm an

' Debbie told herself. 'Dad took me to visit Carlos for several times in the past, hoping that

m. I mean, I kissed him last time and now, we saw each other again! He may

ess her as Mrs. Hilton, but

"Hey! Dude!" Debbie threw a playful punch onto Emmett's chest, quickly changing the subject. "Don't be so formal around me! That's so

expression then grew wary. "Why're you doing this?" Emmett asked. "Ca

tatement made Debb

, but my husband over there didn't even r

I'd think that I was still single and that I didn

ntroduce me. Why? I've already signed the divorce papers and asked Philip to han

took a few steps back and looked at Debbie, starting to ponder, 'If I'm right, Debbie is seven

't wrap his mind around why Debbie would file for a divorce. 'Is there something wrong

ce Carlos. Also, I hope you can just keep my identity a se

oss for words. There seemed to be more quest

mett walked back to Carlos while the latter

f Emmett. Shifting his glance towards Debbie, Carlos

s present throughout Carlos' prof

ot. Face turning dark, he snapped his head towards his assistant Emmett, and commanded, "Throw her out of this mall! This gi

at was what Carlos intended to do as he wouldn't m

look, but this time it seemed different. Following where

honey. I want those lipsticks, too." Debbie's tone was considerably higher than her original voice. Turning her gaze towards Olga, Debbie then pointed at her, looked up to Jared and pouted. "I m

let alone it had to be her friend, Jared. This was obviously the f

d asked, "Hey! Tomboy, what's up with you? Don't scare me!" All

he has been replaced by an impostor!' With shock getting the best

you buy some for me, too?" Underneath this whole act, Debbie felt as if she were beating

how hard this is to do on my end!? Ugh, whatever!

h another man!' Debbie had a smug look on her face. 'And with that, he'll think of me as a slut and immediately divorce me! A win-win situation for the both of us!'

Absolutely no way did Jared take Debbie's show seriously and he considered searching up for someone to wipe out this particular memory of

ld in his hands. 'H-His hands are shaking!' she thought. "Did

counter. A heavy sigh escaped from his lips, as Jared pinched the bridge

se...' However, he had something more pressing to handle at the moment which was to heed his boss, Carl

tt and asked sternly, "Emmett, why aren't you following Carlos' orders?" 'Clearly,

other women in Carlos' eye

. "She's your---" Meeting Emmett's eyes was a glare clearly d

d the bodyguards that linger

given his command, Debbie raised her hand up, preventing the bodyguards doing wh

icks. Let's get going." Almost immediately, Jared reeled back the credit card he was about to hand over to the saleslady. Collecting the lips

stance, a look of grimace and suspicion was present

nging to his arm once again, she suggested in a pleasant voice, "Carlos, how about we have dinner on

sponded indifferentl

side his mind, Emmett cleared the way

and looked at Jared asking, "Hey, I remember you wanting to hav

d. "To be very honest with you, I've spent all of my money on mob

ether and smiled. "Then, why don't