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 pharmacy

he had no

"Forget it. I'll order

"Ordering everything online. Where's the life

sick, you need medicine,"

didn't want to argue with him. "You're right. I'll

was no point in refusing

meantime, Joe was following Juan's instructions to handle the daily

room, he was stunned to find Melody sitting at the

"Mrs. Nichols Sr.?"

By the usual rules, she shouldn't even be sitting

at Joe and demanded,

working,"

show with Debra?" snorted one of the board

tone made

place to judge Mr. Nichols' business," Joe

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