Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right

"Will you harm Debra?"

"Never."

"Mark your words."

Marion wrapped up the talk and left the room.

...

Downstairs, Debra and Erica were chatting with Randy.

When Marion came down, Randy muttered, "What took you so long? Drake's already gone."

Marion hummed in response, uninterested in anything about Drake.

Debra asked, "Did the conversation not go well?"

"Seriously?" Randy sighed. "Even you couldn't get Andrew to talk? That guy must have a mouth of steel."

"Quit rambling nonsense." Erica gave him a light smack on the arm. "After all this chasing around, we still don't know what the treasure is."

"At least we know one thing. Andrew knows the truth, right?" Debra chimed in, looking at Marion for confirmation.

Marion sighed, "If he doesn't want to talk, no one can make it."noveldrama

"That's true," Randy muttered. "Honestly, who in this world has a tighter mouth than him? No wonder he works in intelligence. He could be the chief of the CIA."

"Would you stop running your mouth?" Erica scolded.

"I'm just telling the truth," Randy grumbled.

Marion commented, "Andrew might be tight-lipped, but you're more slippery." "Hey!" Randy protested.

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Debra. "I'm going to find Drake and take care of something. I might be

"What's so urgent? Is it work?" Debra asked, recalling their earlier private talk.

"I'll explain when I'm back, alright?"

"Alright, go ahead. I'll wait for you at home."

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Randy grinned, "You don't get it, do you? When men are doing

something great, we keep quiet. Only after we've nailed it can we brag to the woman we love. Guys blabbering before getting results are losers."

"Alright. No one called you a loser. Just zip it already."

"I'm just saying, Marion and I are real men."

Debra listened to their banter with amusement.

This kind of life was nice. A few close friends, her love by her side, and lots of laughter.

Yet there were so many schemes around her.

And the hardest part to accept-she seemed to be getting used to it, even if it was exhausting.

...

Melody slowly woke up in bed.

Sophie, who had been keeping watch, noticed her stir and said, "Madam, you're

awake. I'll call the doctor right away."

"Call Joe in," Melody murmured.