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

he had no idea

sighed, "Forget it.

her breath, "Ordering everything

you need medicine," Juan

want to argue with

no point in

to

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

"Mrs. Nichols Sr.?"

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

at Joe and demanded, "Where is

working,"

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

sarcastic tone made

it's your place

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