The bodyguards wisely retreated, seeing Juan's cold expression.

Debra finally relaxed. Juan stepped closer, his hand brushing lightly against her forehead.

"You're burning up. What happened?"

"Why don't you ask your dear aunt? She stirred up quite the storm here."

The house was in disarray, and Debra felt helpless about the disturbance. "I'll take care of it."

"I know. I wasn't planning to get involved."

She tried to stand up, but the moment she rose, a wave of dizziness hit her.

In that haze, she thought she heard someone calling out to her. Juan rushed forward and caught her just before she collapsed, but the next second, she was lifted into another set of arms. "No need to trouble yourself, Mr. Nichols. I've got a girlfriend."

Marion's voice was steady as he cradled Debra close, not even sparing Juan a glance.

"Stop!"

path. His gaze lingered on the unconscious

smile, he said, "Your girlfriend? Is this how you protect her? By letting her get bullied while you stand

not mistaken, the ones causing her trouble were from

here. Mr. Nichols, she's sick right now. Our place is a bit more comfortable, and we have a doctor on standby. Marion's only thinking about what's best for

as well stay and clean up

mess."

been thoroughly trashed. If they didn't start cleaning soon, no one would be able to live here anymore. Juan frowned but eventually relented. "Fine. Take

said matter-of-factly, "I'll take care of

though he knew it was safer for Debra to be with Marion, the

causing trouble, more was bound to come, and at least Marion

his car, his hand brushing over

102 degrees Fahrenheit," he

grumbled. "They should've been on that show together. Seriously, what

his

pale she looked, he added, "Call William. Tell him to get ready

light for when

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