True Love Waits

Chapter 14 You Look Like A Girl!

There was a time in Carlos' life when his so-called wife was absent, but this particular moment in his life was no longer that time. The woman he had married immediately replied to his text message saying, "There is no need for us to meet, Mr. Huo. I'm very busy and I don't have the time. Don't get me wrong; I don't need a single penny from you, so I don't think you need to discuss anything more with me. Please, sign the divorce agreement as soon as possible."

Carlos allowed himself to laugh at the silly situation he found himself in. 'Interesting that my wife doesn't want my money. She just really wants to go her separate way, ' he thought to himself. If the still-married man remembered it right, his wife was at her early twenties and was still a college student. In his view, girls the age of his wife would only bother themselves with material things that only money could buy such as designer clothing and bags.

'Her father, Artie Nian, passed away long ago. Why would she choose to divorce me now?' the man thought to himself.

He could not help but remember Debbie, the girl who had kissed him in the bar that night. He had asked some of his men to investigate the 21-year-old girl. 'Debbie is so young yet she is already so good at seducing men. She and my wife are both at their early twenties. Could it be that my nominal wife is having an affair with someone else?" he wondered to himself and realized he did not have to guess -- he could just ask his wife himself.

"Are you going to divorce me for some other guy?" Carlos typed on his device, sending the text to the young girl.

If that was truly the case, he could sign the divorce agreement now. He was never really a man who dawdled. The only reason why he had not signed the agreement was because he felt very guilty for being so neglecting and he wanted to compensate for his absence in their marriage during these years. After all, he had been busy working in the past three years and had never paid any attention to her.

The marriage existed only as a contract both parties agreed to.

However, it seemed that his wife did not want the title of Mrs. Huo at all. She had kept a low profile all these years and only a few men who worked for Carlos knew that she was his wife.

He silently waited in suspense for Debbie's reply which now took about a few minutes. When he received the text, he began to understand why she had taken so long to reply; her text was a long and detailed narrative that said, "Yes, I have feelings for another guy. But, rest assured, I have not done inappropriate things. I have kept an arm's length from him. Could you please sign the agreement soon so that it would no longer have to be this way and so I can pursue my own happiness? Thank you." The text surprised Carlos as he was not expecting his assumptions to be correct.

The truth was, she was lying. Yes, she had had a thing for a boy, but it was ages ago. She had already moved on.

She only said this to her husband because she wanted him to sign the agreement as soon as possible. She did not think a successful man like him would just allow his wife to love someone else.

At this point, she was getting really annoyed and started thinking to herself what a slow man her husband was. 'Why can't he just pick up that pen and get it over with?' she thought. 'He acts as if he has a thing for me, and it's ridiculous!'

Her husband had been spotted with an actress once before, and then caught shopping with a so-called celebrity. If she really had feelings for her husband, her heart would have been shattered

Carlos just

will sign the papers as you wish, but you have to tell my grandpa about it first. If he says it's alright, then I will tender the divorce papers immediately."

tell him about my divorce?' Debbie scratched her head in frustration. When her father was still alive to make all the arrangements, he had simply handed her a contract of marriage one day and

pin this task on me? Your grandpa must be a stubborn old man and you want me to be

to Carlos' text with her lips pouted. 'This man is so annoying, just like Jail Mu! I hate them both,'

a short-tempered girl. After all, she's still young and I need to be more inclusive,' he thought. 'Alas! No one has dared to speak to me like this before.' Carlos shook his head with resignation. 'Wait! There's another

had had a few moments ago. He had

New York. You may find him now,"

the fuck?"

was fuming when she raised her hand in an attempt to throw her phone. Luckily,

husband's text. "Carlos Huo, you have the balls to treat me this way! I'm going to New York tomorrow. If your

wish," the man replied

his phone away, like Debbie had done. He did not tell his grandpa himself because he had promised that old man that he would not divorce his wife. If she wanted

so willfully stupid!'

reply, Debbie was infuriated. She tried so hard to pacify herself. "Debbie Nian, calm down! He is your husband and it was you who agreed to marry him in the first place! Calm down... Calm down..." she told

more frustrated upon realizing she still had to take large strides to get her useless husband to sign the divorce papers. She couldn't just fly to New York to persuade his stupid spouse's grandpa. She moaned and groaned the whole day when Jared finally snapped. He covered his ears in frustration. "What the hell is wrong with you, you stupid Tomboy? Just tell me! Are you

and murmured, "I'm so upset." She kept asking herself over and over again why Carlos wouldn't just sign the

for? Just tell us and we'll hear you out. We promise we're here to help you!" Jared

can I tell you about that? If I tell you guys Carlos is my husband and that I want to divorce him,

hands. She could not show her friends any evidence that she was Mrs. Huo. They might even send her to the mental hospital

be distant towards people like her. 'Damn!' Debbie thought. 'What

invited to a dinner party this evening. Do you want to come with me?" Jared offered. Earlier that day, his father had asked him to go to the dinner party on his behalf. He had originally planned not to follow his father's order, but he thought that if Debbie wanted to go to the party or ever so needed to, he could