Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right by Czy Season

Chapter 625

The area, though undeveloped, was surrounded by the sea on all sides. They were likely approaching the edge of the island. Juan already heard the waves crashing against the rocks.

"We can't keep going this way," Debra said, anxiety clear in her voice. "We're getting farther away from the production team." But Juan was more concerned with something else. He bent down to touch her ankle.

Debra flinched. "What are you doing?"

"Let me check your ankle."

"There's no need."

"We don't have much time to rest. If those killers catch up with us and I don't know the shape you're in, we're both screwed."

Debra fell silent, seeing the truth in his words. Juan went on to remove her shoe. Her ankle was swollen and red, needing immediate attention.

He rummaged through his bag and pulled out a bottle of ointment.

"That's not from the show's supplies, is it?"

"I brought it myself."

"You were expecting this?"

"I'm not as unprepared as you are."

Juan squeezed someone ointment onto his palm.

may hurt

"I can take it."

"Okay."

massaging the ointment into her ankle. Debra bit her lip, refusing to utter a

"You can cry out."

"It doesn't hurt."

glanced up at her, clearly unconvinced. As he pressed down harder, Debra couldn't hold back a sharp inhale. "Are

anything. Now I know you can, so

"Unbelievable."

quickly and slid her shoe back on before peeking outside. The killers hadn't caught up

a second," he said, "why don't

obvious they

"I might've had a run-in

capable of pulling this off," Juan

"Well, he's been secretly dealing with the Lowe

narrowed. "Lowe

she might've said too much, Debra quickly tried to change the subject. "What about you? You've pissed off plenty of people in Seamar City. Why isn't this

arms, waiting.

thinking you'd

"He wouldn't dare."

the

estate? The

Maybe those ruthless Graham.

the docks,