Semua Bab Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right: Bab 811 - Bab 820

The shards of a once-elegant teapot scattered across the marble floor, mere inches from Melody's feet.Sophie rushed to her side. "Mrs. Nichols Sr., are you all right?"Melody eyed Shelia unhappily. "I can't understand that you don't want to prepare breakfast, but you shouldn't just create a mess. What are you trying to do, Shelia?"Shelia quickly rose from the couch, her eyes brimming with tears. "This isn't my fault, Melody. Ever since Juan and I got engaged, he's been distant. I can't even reach him. You know, I'm worried about the Nichols family's future. I promised you to have a child soon."Melody took a deep breath. If not for Shelia's status as a Blair and the promises she'd made, Melody would never have welcomed her into the house."If you can't keep your man, that's your own failing," Melody said sternly. "Juan is in Orkgate, working for the good of this family. If you truly cared, you'd be focusing on stabilizing our stocks. Get your father on board. I want results, not

"Oh, really?" Debra paused, leaning on the second-floor railing. "And what business could Melody possibly have with me?"Shelia snorted, "Stop playing dumb. You're having Melody's box, right? You're not Mrs. Nichols anymore, so hand it over."Debra almost laughed. She'd nearly forgotten about that box.Back then, to pay the Vargas family, Melody exchanged a box of her personal effects for one billion in cash.Clearly, the old lady hadn't filled Shelia in on the details. That was typical Melody, always keeping her pawns in the dark."Do you know what's in that box?" Debra asked.Shelia scoffed, "Of course. It's filled with Melody's most valuable possessions. You're to hand them all over."Shelia assumed Debra had taken the box while holding the title of Mrs. Nichols. Now that she and Juan were divorced, Debra had no more reason to keep it.Debra curled her lips. "Miss Blair, if you're here to collect the box, you should know the facts. But if you insist, you can have it."Sheli

"Who did this to you? Was it Drake?" Andrew asked, his fingers digging into her wrist as if he could crush the truth out of her. Debra winced, trying to pull back, but his hold was unyielding. "It's not that serious.""Not serious?" His voice rose, cutting through her excuses. "You think these marks are nothing?"Debra's gaze dropped. Of course, she knew the gravity of the situation. But what was done was done. All she could do was find a way to survive it. "Drake only injected me once. The dose was weak.""Has it taken effect?"Once someone was injected with drugs, just one dose could make them addicted. Even a weak dose was deadly."Yes, but it was bearable.""What were you thinking? Why didn't you tell me?"Debra rarely saw him this angry. She quickly pulled her hand back and explained, "I was too exhausted last night, and I didn't want you to worry. Most importantly, I didn't want Marion to know."She knew that if Marion found out, he'd find Drake to avenge her. But O

Just as Liza finished speaking, a loud noise shattered the tension in the room.The door burst open, and in stormed a dozen bodyguards, each one clad in uniforms bearing the unmistakable insignia of the Houston family.Liza, who had never encountered anything like this before, felt her knees weaken. "Who are you people? What do you want?"Cathryn, however, wasn't as rattled. Her expression darkened when she recognized the crest, her mind immediately racing to one conclusion."It's Marion. He is here," she muttered, intending to rush out.But before she could take a step, another person entered. It was not Marion, but Erica.Cathryn froze mid-step, her eyes wide with shock.Erica sneered, "Miss Bernard, were you expecting someone else? Marion, perhaps?"Cathryn scanned the crowd for any sign of him, but he was not there. "Where is Marion? Why didn't he come?"Erica's sneer deepened. "Marion doesn't want to see you. He sent you a message: His promise to your dad is no longer voi

Debra spun around, startled, only to be pulled into a strong embrace. At first, she struggled, but then the familiar scent of tobacco enveloped her. It was unmistakably Marion.Even though he had quit smoking, he still carried that scent."Marion..." her voice broke, and her eyes brimmed with tears.For the past week, she had faced Drake alone, fought for her life in Orkgate, and dealt with danger all by herself. Yet, she hadn't felt any sense of grievance until now, being held in Marion's arms. She had been haunted by fear of not being able to see him again."I'm here," Marion's voice was hoarse.He tried to keep his emotions under control, but seeing Debra standing there in front of him, safe and sound, he couldn't help but tremble. He had almost lost her this time.The moment he heard she had been kidnapped during the engagement party, his fear had been overwhelming.Over the years, he had grown used to the constant threat of death. He thought there was nothing left in this