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."

there a pharmacy

hesitated, embarrassed to admit he had no idea since he wasn't familiar with

sighed, "Forget it. I'll order

mumbled under her breath, "Ordering everything

you need medicine,"

to argue with him.

no point in refusing

to handle

stunned to find Melody sitting at

"Mrs. Nichols Sr.?"

own shares in the company. By the usual rules, she

at Joe and demanded, "Where is your

is working," Joe

off filming some reality show with Debra?" snorted one of the board

sarcastic tone made

I don't think it's your place to judge Mr. Nichols' business," Joe said

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