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.

hurt a

"I can take it."

"Okay."

the ointment into her ankle. Debra bit her lip, refusing

"You can cry out."

"It doesn't hurt."

pressed down harder, Debra couldn't hold back a sharp inhale. "Are you doing this on

anything. Now I know you can, so that's

"Unbelievable."

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

have a second," he said, "why don't you tell me who you've pissed

was obvious they were

muttered, "I might've had

not capable of pulling

secretly

eyes narrowed. "Lowe

too much, Debra quickly tried to change the subject. "What about you? You've pissed off plenty of people in Seamar City.

his arms, waiting.

thinking you'd marry Shelia. Now the

"He wouldn't dare."

about the

estate? The Bates

Maybe those ruthless Graham.

at the docks,