CHAPTER 139
“Marion, you…”
Before Juan could finish, Marion interrupted, “Debra seems to have woken up. You’re advised to take care of Shelia. That’s it.”
With that, he hung up..
Juan’s face darkened, his hand gripping the pho turning white.
“Mr. Nichols,” the security guard said, “why don’t you come another day?
Juan shot a cold glance at him, and he shut his mouth.
Debra woke up in bed. Rubbing her eyes, she groggily asked, “Was there a phone call just now?”
Marion picked up the newspaper again, calmly saying, “No, you were dreaming.”
Debra was puzzled.
She distinctly heard the phone ring while she was asleep.
‘Is it all a dream?‘
Rubbing her temples, Debra reached for her phone on the bedside table, noticing a missed call from Juan.
Frowning, Debra wondered, ‘Juan is awake?” NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.
Just then, Erica came out of the kitchen and called out, “Debra, wake up
and have breakfast!”
“Alright.” Debra set her phone aside.
The next day, she received a drafted divorce agreement from her lawyer. In the evening, she went back to the Nichols family’s house.
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Sophie joyfully came up to greet her. “Madam, you’re finally back!”
Noticing the injuries on Debra’s body, Sophie exclaimed in shock, ” Madam, how did you get so many wounds?”
“Where is Juan?”
“He…”
Before she could finish, Juan descended from ups‘
His fast recovery reassured Debra.
Entering the living room, Debra instructed Sophie, “Sophie, I need to talk to Juan. Please go clean the yard.”
“Yes, Madam.”
Sophie glanced worriedly at Debra and then Juan.
Juan sat at the dining table, calmly eating dinner without once looking
at Debra.
Debra took out the divorce agreement from her bag and placed it in
front of him.
“I’ve had a divorce agreement drafted by my lawyer. Please sign it.”
Juan paused, raising his head to look at Debra coldly. “Divorce?”
Debra was unperturbed. “Yes.”
Juan stood up and approached her aggressively. “Who allows you to draft a divorce agreement?”
“Since we both don’t like each other, why force ourselves to stay together?”
“Don’t like each other?”
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Juan was enraged, veins popping on his forehead. “Wasn’t it you who followed me, begging me every day to marry you?”
my time with
Thinking back to those days, Debra felt foolish. She replied, “That was all in the past. Since you don’t like me, why should I wa you?”
“Who told you that?”
“I know you like Shelia, so I’m stepping aside now, letting you be with her.”
“Debra!”
Juan forcefully pushed Debra against the wall, his eyes cold and stern. Stepping aside? Letting me be with her? What do you take me for? An object? Take and give off when you feel like it?”
Debra furrowed her brow. “That’s not what I meant.”
Juan took another step forward, his voice filled with anger. “What do you mean then?”
“I…”
“Did you discuss it with me?”
Debra was annoyed. “Even if we divorce, I can ensure the projects with the Frazier family will continue.”