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

embarrassed to admit he had no idea since he

sighed, "Forget it. I'll order

her breath, "Ordering everything online. Where's the life

need

with him.

was no point in

was following Juan's instructions to handle the daily meetings. But

sitting at the

"Mrs. Nichols Sr.?"

shares in the company. By the usual

looked at Joe and demanded, "Where

working,"

off filming some reality show with Debra?" snorted one

tone made Joe

it's your place

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