Semua Bab Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right: Bab 1851 - Bab 1860

Debra clutched herself protectively. "I'm just a high school student. I thought you were a stand-up guy, but you're trying to drag me to your place and..."Juan's face darkened. "What kind of man do you take me for?""Some old creep who asks a girl to live with him on the first meeting," she muttered.Juan fought to keep his composure. He couldn't believe that it was something a 17-year-old girl could say."Listen, you've got two choices," he said seriously. "Get in the car, or go back to Ralph's place and deal with their crap."She hesitated, and he continued, "Rosalie has been nicer lately, right? That's because you're my fiancée. If I call off the engagement, the next few years will be rough for you. And trust me, if I ditch you, no guy in Seamar City will touch you."Debra swallowed hard. "Fine."She slid into the car. If he had led with that, she would have hopped in without a second thought.In the car, they sat in silence.Once arrived, she gaped at the size of the Nich

The next day, the class teacher called Juan in again. "Debra didn't do her homework yesterday," she sighed. "She said she's living with you now, right?"Juan glanced at Debra, who nonchalantly looked out the window."Yes," he admitted."I know it's the 21st century, but she is underage. Her focus should be on school, not dating. So..." the teacher faltered, struggling to phrase it delicately."I'll help with her homework. Thanks for your concern," Juan said, turning to Debra. "Grab your bag. We're going home."His tone was so stern that the class teacher jumped up. "We don't condone violence. She just missed some homework. Make sure she does it, but don't get physical.""I never said I'd punish her," he said, raising an eyebrow.The teacher felt awkward, unsure of what to say. Debra chimed in, "That's because of your intense expression."He shot her a look, and she quickly looked down at her shoes.Once they were in the car, he said, "I gave you a quiet place to study, and y

Juan traveled with Debra across countless cities, leaving his work laptop in the dust. They crisscrossed half the northern hemisphere, snapping photos in bustling cities and racing down empty streets.It was everything she had craved in her previous life and something he had never given her.It felt real yet unreal. This version of Debra was still innocent, her eyes free of schemes or calculations. All she wanted was this.He couldn't help but think back to their early married days in his previous life. On the phone, her voice had trembled with hope."It's our first day as newlyweds. Could you...""I'm busy. Talk to my secretary."He'd used work as an excuse, crushing her hopes again and again until she stopped asking for anything and the light faded in her eyes."Where did you chuck my dress?"Debra's voice yanked him back to reality. He blinked, pulling a red dress from the suitcase."This one?""Yeah. Why did you toss it?""You tossed it.""Okay." She grabbed it and he

There was no do-over in this world, but if everything was on track...A baby's cry from the delivery room sent the adults outside into a frenzy."How's my wife? Is she okay?" Gael, usually calm and refined, was a nervous wreck."The mother and the daughter are both fine," the nurse replied, trying to soothe him.He lit up. "That's great.""Look, they're bringing the baby out," Dylan said, holding the newborn. "Look at her. She's so cute, just like Lori."Gael gazed at the baby with love.Andrew's parents waved him over. "Come meet your little sister."Andrew stepped forward, curious about the tiny infant. Her hands were as soft as cotton. One wrong move, and he might hurt her.Her round eyes locked onto him, unblinking. Weirdly, she stopped crying as soon as she saw him."These two are gonna be tight," Dylan muttered.The baby cooed, reaching for Andrew. Her tiny hand hooked his finger, and she was happy at the touch. Andrew had never seen a baby born and had never felt life's weight.

Spring faded into autumn. Years slipped by, countless winters and summers blurring together.Debra's coming-of-age ceremony had passed some time ago.Andrew sensed something was off with his body. For a while, another soul seemed to take over.He'd act in ways that weren't him, yet it felt like they could be. That other soul pushed Debra further away.One day, he stood before a mirror. The reflection looked the same as always. But the other soul flooded him with memories. Debra lived a completely different life in another world.She thrived but also struggled. She could carve out the life she wanted, but it cost her dearly.Half of that cost, he realized, came from him. He could almost see the broken version of himself in that other world. Their souls seemed to resonate."Andrew!" Debra burst into the bedroom, shattering the silence.She saw Andrew's white shirt and suit jacket strewn on the floor. He stood shirtless before the mirror, his hair disheveled.It was strange becau