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

When she woke up the next morning, Debra instinctively reached out to feel around.

She muttered, "Marion, what time is it?"

There was no response. She opened her eyes and found Marion wasn't in bed.

After a quick wash, she went downstairs.

Marion, who had come back from his mission, was cooking breakfast in the kitchen. The sleeves of his black shirt were rolled up.

"You're up so early," he said, noticing it was only 7 a.m.

He had gotten used to Debra's routine.

"Breakfast is ready. Come eat," he added, setting two sandwiches and a bowl of oatmeal on the table.

Since Debra's injury, her health had been poor. While in the hospital, she'd repeatedly had fevers. Recently, she could only eat light food.

She had slept deeply last night, probably because she was exhausted.

After she took her seat, Marion sat next to her and began to gather her hair into a bun.

at this," she

you," he replied

bodyguard came in and reported, "Sir, the churches are under our watch.

Debra was there, and stammered nervously, "I'm sorry for

quick bow, he hurriedly

flickered to Marion.

had imagined a hundred different

couldn't sleep last night, so I went to check out some of the nearby churches," he

pinched his face. "You waited until I fell

to tire you

from her injury, and the past few days of running around dealing

night, Marion had changed her

understood he was worried about

in his mouth and said, "Just don't hide

nodded vigorously,

"You stayed

nodded again, and she was finally satisfied. "Eat up. I'll

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