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Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right Chapter 1955 Extra Story—Lillian Houston
That night, Jordan got plastered.Solomon and I swiped a strange bottle of potion from him.Back home, we debated how to use it. I figured we should drink it. Solomon thought it was too sketchy and might be just a scented oil.We argued, neither budging. So, we settled it with rock-paper-scissors.No surprise, I won. Solomon had to go along.We each took a swig. It tasted weird but not awful."Feel anything?" I asked."Nope. You?" he said."Nothing," I replied.He shook his head. "Told you we should've used it as aromatherapy."Then, sleepiness hit hard.Before passing out, I muttered, "Damn it! Nobody said this was a sleeping pill."My head hit the pillow, and I had a bizarre dream.It was Seamar City 20 years ago. The city was bustling, but the buildings felt retro.Weirdly, Solomon was there with me."Are we dreaming?" I asked, marveling at the scene.He frowned. "Why am I dreaming with you? This is freaky.""Who cares? This place is cool," I said, amazed by the eff
Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right Chapter 1954
I wasn't big on talking, especially about the past.Three people shaped my life: Marion, Drake, and Theda. The first two gave me a second chance at life. Theda gave me a new one.At first, I stuck with Theda to survive. I played on her soft side, securing a spot in the countryside to heal.Those tough days showed me how much grit it took for her to keep me around. But she wasn't one to whine about hardships.Theda was cold and calculating. She was a natural-born capitalist.Her motto? Suffer to rise. If she got wet, she'd tear everyone else's umbrella.She didn't care about others' pain. It wasn't her problem.She saved me not out of pity, but because I was a useful labor.Later, I learned she lied.She didn't want kids because she feared pain. I thought it was fine, even imagining that men could conceive, since my only perks were taking pain and being tough.We didn't marry at first because I had no ID.I'd wandered overseas as a kid and remained nameless in Wrastow City.
Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right Chapter 1953
Andrew hit all the marks: charming, smart, tragic, and scheming.But I knew he was out of my league. My crush was a fleeting thrill.I was one of the few who knew he liked Debra. Andrew kept his cards close, never spilling his true thoughts.I figured it out because he took my crush seriously and, to shut it down, hinted he had someone he liked.At first, I didn't know who it was. But over time, I spotted clues.He bent over backward for one woman and handed nearly half the Potter family's wealth to her.If that was not love, what was?His affection was obvious, but Debra was oblivious.I guessed no one was denser than her when it came to romance.I wanted to march up and tell her, "Hey, a guy is head over heels for you, and his name is Andrew Potter."But reason stopped me.Knowing Andrew, he'd probably have me taken out the second I spilled. For my safety, I bit my tongue, though it killed me to stay quiet.To be honest, I didn't hate Jeffrey that much.Sure, he was rott
Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right Chapter 1952
I thought Robert would bring me nothing but trouble.That night, he bathed, and I shaved his beard, braving for a scruffy beggar.But as his face came into view, I realized I'd misjudged. He was handsome, way better than a clean-shaven Crusoe.Janna, a tough woman in her fifties, softened when she saw Robert's face.He could stay, but he had to work shirtless in the fields.I could practically hear Janna's scheming from a mile away. At her age, ogling a guy was no surprise.Robert woke up early and slept late. He stuck by me through the rough countryside days.He was quiet and gentle. He'd feed stray animals, even if it meant eating less himself.His one flaw? He bent too easily.If I seemed upset, he'd bow. If he thought he'd messed up, he'd bow.It took me six months to break that habit. The bowing stopped, but his deep-rooted servility lingered. He never talked about his past, and I never pressed him.Over time, I got used to him. He was like a guardian, always there.
Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right Chapter 1951
The summer night breeze felt crisp.I walked ahead, and Robert trailed behind.The village was asleep, and the path was empty except for us. He stayed a meter back like a bodyguard.I racked my brain for ways to ditch him, but he stuck to me like glue.Finally, I stopped and turned to face him. He halted too, stepping back as if he'd gotten too close.He was two heads taller than me and rail-thin. He probably hadn't eaten in days."Hungry?" I asked.He nodded."I'll grab you something tasty," I said.He looked puzzled.The fields were full of ripe watermelons and corn. I snuck into a neighbor's plot, picked a watermelon, and grabbed two ears of corn, handing them to him.Robert ate fast but with surprising grace, not like the rough villagers who didn't care about manners.Propping my chin on my hand, I asked, "Where are you from?"He paused, unsure how to answer."Far away?" I tried again.He nodded."Your family?"He didn't answer."No family?"He remained silent.
Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right Chapter 1950
They said if I stayed, I'd be a danger to the family.For my safety, Shirley reluctantly agreed.Sent to the countryside, I felt a deep, unshakable fear. I knew I'd never return to the Buchan family. This might be the last time I saw her.Life in the countryside was nothing like the city.Before I was seven, I'd been pampered. I'd never lived in a simple tile-roofed house.Here, there was nothing but endless farming and fishing. People rested at dusk and rose before dawn to work.At first, the villagers treated me politely. But as time dragged on, they griped about when my family would take me back.Antione sent less money each year. Sometimes, he forgot entirely.As a result, I had to work in the fields to earn my keep.In Jeffrey's hypnotic memories, I spent every day waiting for the Buchans to bring me home. But pinning hopes on others led to disaster.I was brought back only to be Joanne's pawn. In the end, both Shirley and I died tragically at her hands.When I opened m
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