Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right by Czy Season

Debra watched as Juan took over, opening the packages and boiling water.

It was obvious he wasn't used to doing this. As the water started to boil over, Juan stood frozen, unsure of how to react.

Debra calmly stepped in and turned off the stove. "Why don't you go wait outside?"

Seeing that she wasn't making a suggestion but more of a command, Juan nodded and left the kitchen.

Five minutes later, Debra walked into the living room with two plates of pasta. They sat down together, eating in silence. The tension between them hadn't eased; in fact, it had thickened. "I..."

Juan tried to speak, but Debra cut him off.

"Don't talk while you're eating."

Juan swallowed his words, focusing on his food. Debra, on the other hand, finished her pasta quickly, stood up, and headed to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Andrew had sent her to the show, but he hadn't required her to cooperate.

In the control room, the director rubbed his temples in frustration. "Why is there zero interaction between them?"

way, we're barely going to have enough content for even a month," one of the crew members

"Hardly. I think we need to call in

buzzed. It was a message from

you're not cooperating

Debra was speechless.

footage, you'll be

this island made Debra jump up from the couch. Juan, watching her

to him. "Are you still

He had barely touched the

was, he wasn't

looked into Debra's earnest eyes, he found

the arm and pulling him

at the

for ingredients. Despite his

the beef

decided to make a tomato and beef stew, which would be ready in time for

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