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

Chapter 1387

The masked man patted Juan on the shoulder. "Come with me."

Juan glanced at the door to Debra's room once again before following the masked man to the fifth floor.

The hallway was shrouded in darkness. The masked man pushed open a door to reveal a master bedroom frozen in time, its décor untouched for decades.

A massive oil painting dominated the wall. It was the wedding portrait of a couple. The woman radiated serene elegance, while the man beside her bore a striking resemblance to Juan, his expression stern and unyielding.

The masked man strode to a vase near the bed and twisted it. With a low groan, a wardrobe slid aside, exposing a steel door that opened to a sleek, modern elevator.

jaw tightened. He had lived there for years, yet never knew this hidden

elevator descended silently to the second

plastered with photographs of a woman mid-dance. Glass cases displayed her dresses, preserved as

the remnants your mother left behind," the masked man said, his

a hesitant step

unfit wife whose death was no great loss. Yet here, the photographs told a different story. She seemed to be radiant soul who embraced

little more than a stranger. Logically, this- should mean nothing. But the sight of her luminous smile clawed at something

man removed his mask, revealing a face weathered by time

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