"Yes."

Debra saw no reason to hide it from Juan any longer. She took a deep breath and said calmly, "I hope we can proceed with the divorce as soon as possible." Juan felt a sudden, sharp pain in his chest. It was so intense that he could hardly breathe.

"Does it have to be this way?"

Debra paused mid-step, her back to him. Slowly, she revealed the harsh truth. "Juan, I don't love you anymore."

Those simple words felt like a dagger twisting in his heart. He instinctively clutched his chest, the pain almost unbearable.

As the head of the Nichols family, he had weathered many storms and losses, but he had nearly forgotten the raw, aching sensation of heartbreak. Until now.

Debra went on to leave, her expression serene. Before uttering those words, she recalled the first time she met Juan and how he held her hand, guiding her forward. She had truly loved him, but that love belonged to a different lifetime. Given a second chance, she refused to repeat her mistakes.

Her love for Juan had dissipated, lost in the regrets of her past life. The girl who once looked at him with affection was no more. "Sir, what's wrong?"

Joe came up, finding Juan rooted to the spot. His gaze was fixed on the empty corridor ahead.

"Sir?"

that once something

passion when he

"Sir..."

get the car," Juan said. "I'll be

the Nichols family demanded perfection

stir his emotions. But

"Yes, sir."

wake

went into a period of adjustment, and

empty conference room. Freya spoke first, her

said that if I let you go, you'd make sure I'd

right. I will keep

did you bring me

you

Met

recoiled, her brow furrowing. "Her family is powerful, as you said. If I

Debra's lips. "I know the risks, but only I

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