From Heartbreak to Happily Ever After

Chapter 444
“Marion…” Debra murmured, blushing.
Marion closed the door and whispered, So, this was the show you wanted to see.”
“Are you upset about it?” Debra’s eyes, usually so full of life, now held a spark of naive quilt. “I didn’t expect you to come.”
She had only intended to bring Erica to the show. She hadn’t anticipated Randy’s presence, nor had she thought they would tell Marion.
Marion stroked her cheek. “So, you didn’t plan to tell me from the start?”
“I was afraid…” Debra tried to explain, but his intense gaze silenced her.
Marion croaked, “Afraid I’d be jealous?”
Debra managed a small, almost imperceptible nod. She was too entangled. with the Nichols family, Legally, without a divorce, she was still Juan’s wife.
“I’m not so petty.” He pinched her cheek and murmured his warning,” Dealing with the Nichols family is fine, but if you dare rekindle old feelings.
with him…”

“It won’t happen,” Debra interjected, her voice filled with sincerity. “I don’t have old feelings for him.”
Marion finally smiled, softening his features. He leaned down, dropping a kiss on her forehead.
Then he reached out and flicked on the living room lights. The sudden. brightness was jarring, snapping Debra back to reality. Her flushed face looked unusually endearing to Marion.
“I-I’ll get you a glass of water,” Debra stammered, attempting to escape to the living room to collect herself.
But Marion had other plans. He pulled her into his arms, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss right there at the entrance.
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Debra melted into Marion’s embrace, feeling unreal. As their lips met, Marion’s breath grew ragged. The kiss deepened, and his hands instinctively found their way around Debra’s waist. Eventually, he lifted her entirely into
his arms.
Debra instinctively wrapped her arms around Marion’s neck. “What are you thinking?”
Marion’s voice was hoarse with desire. Taking you to bed.”
He carried her to the bedroom, struggling to control his rising desire. The dim light in the room created an intimate atmosphere.
Debra blushed, her voice barely audible. “I have a guest room.”
Marion paused, then nodded. “Okay.”
As he was about to leave, Debra reached out, her fingers grasping the corner of his shirt. She hesitated, her words tumbling out in a rush.
“Given our relationship, isn’t it a bit distant for you to sleep in the guest room?”
Marion’s eyes sparkled with amusement, and Debra’s face turned an even deeper shade of red.
“That’s not what I meant,” she stammered. “I just think my bed is bigger, and we’d fit comfortably.”
But her words only made things worse. She wished she could sink into the floor and disappear.