Debra suddenly sneezed as she sat on the bus, heading back.

"Damn, who's talking behind my back?"

Then she felt a hand touch her forehead. Looking up, she found Juan standing over her, his expression serious.

"You're running a fever," he said.

He remembered when Debra had first married him. Her health hadn't been the best, and Melody had told him to take good care of her. The house was still filled with the various medicines she'd brought with her.

But ever since then, Debra had shown no signs of being frail. She was always running around and never backed down from a verbal sparring match.

Debra brushed his hand away. "Just a mild fever. I'll be fine."

She turned away from the camera, and Juan turned to the cameraman.

"How long will we reach the place?"

"Just the next stop."

a

admit he had no idea since he

it. I'll

under her breath, "Ordering everything online. Where's

sick, you need medicine," Juan said

want to argue with him. "You're right. I'll

no point in refusing

instructions to handle

at the head of the

"Mrs. Nichols Sr.?"

in the company. By the usual rules,

and demanded,

working,"

Or off filming some reality show with Debra?" snorted

sarcastic tone

place to judge Mr. Nichols' business,"

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