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

Debra took a couple of steps back and asked casually, "How about we just chat for a bit?"

"Chat..." Juan started to respond but hesitated.

He wasn't exactly the best at small talk. Still, with Debra in front of him, the only thing running through his mind was the question he always wanted to ask. "What is going on between you and Marion now?" Instead, he said, "How have you been lately?"

"Good," Debra answered without much thought. "And you?"

"Not so good."

Her eyebrows shot up in surprise at his blunt answer. Pausing, she glanced up at the camera and said, "Cut that part out. I'll ask again."

Playing it cool, she repeated the question, "So, how have you been lately?"

Watching her busy herself with cooking, Juan realized she was just trying to get some material for the show. He let out a soft laugh and replied, "Great."

"Good to hear," Debra said, turning her attention back to the stew.

The day had slipped by, and the sky would darken in a few hours. According to the production team, the night sky by the coast here was supposed to be stunning. Later, Debra and Juan sat outside on the porch, the cool sea breeze brushing their faces. Juan thoughtfully draped a blanket over her shoulders.

Inside the production tent, the team couldn't help but smile at the peaceful scene on the monitor.

members glanced at the phone buzzing on

"Boss, someone's calling you."

director rushed over, seeing an unknown

"Who's this?"

"Marion Houston."

director didn't even pause before hanging up. A nearby

that? Why'd you

call. Not

would ever call a nobody like him. 'The scammers these days

phone, his face darkening. Randy noticed Marion's expression

that call. You dial someone up out of

en

shot him a glare. "Book me a ticket to

Randy responded seriously. "Andrew made it clear. You're not allowed to fly over, no

colder as he asked icily,

swallowed hard. In

and power,

But

force?

him more.