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

Debra yelped as the hot pot burned her hand. The sharp pain made her gasp, and she quickly grabbed her earlobes to cool down. "What happened?"

Juan rushed into the kitchen, immediately noticing her hand. Without hesitation, he took hold of it and pulled her over to the sink to run it under cold water. She glanced at Juan and then down at his hand.

Realizing how forward he'd been, Juan awkwardly let go.

"Uh, you can take care of it."

Debra continued rinsing her hand, unfazed by his sudden withdrawal.

Juan, still flustered, said, "I'll get you some ointment."

He hurried out of the kitchen, heading to the living room in search of a first aid kit.

From the kitchen, Debra called out, "If you can't find it, don't worry about it."

As expected, there wasn't any burn cream in the kit. Juan frowned, but Debra wasn't bothered.

She walked back into the kitchen, grabbed a tube of toothpaste, and began applying it to the burn. Juan reentered the room just in time to see it.

"What are you doing?"

too. No need for

disbelief. He

wasn't exactly the type to deal with minor household issues. Debra had probably expected as much and mentally prepared herself for playing the

"Sure."

burned hand. The

the crew get some ointment delivered. Debra burned her

"Right away, sir."

added, "Tell them to hurry up. It must be

brow and asked, "What are you doing?" "Nothing," Juan

dwell on it. Her sole focus was to finish her tasks quickly

swr

it to find a delivery person standing outside. The delivery person swiftly handed her a

tried to call out, but

tidying up the table in the living room. "Did you buy this for me?" she

seemed nice,

this efficient. It had only been