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

hesitated, embarrassed to admit he had no idea

sighed, "Forget it. I'll

her breath, "Ordering everything online. Where's

sick, you need medicine," Juan said

with him.

no point

to handle the daily meetings. But when

sitting at the

"Mrs. Nichols Sr.?"

shares in the company. By the usual rules, she shouldn't

Joe and

working,"

some reality show with Debra?" snorted

sarcastic tone made

place to judge Mr. Nichols' business," Joe said

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