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

to admit he had no idea

sighed, "Forget it. I'll order

"Ordering everything online.

need medicine," Juan said

with him.

no point in

to handle the daily meetings. But when

the conference room, he was stunned to find Melody sitting at the head of the table, the other

"Mrs. Nichols Sr.?"

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

looked at Joe and demanded,

is working," Joe

with Debra?" snorted one

sarcastic tone

your place to judge Mr. Nichols'

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