Drama Novel
Chapter 379
Chapter 379
That money is useful," Marion replied.
Erica teased him, "Really? For the bride's price?"
Marion shrugged. "Yeah, something like that."
Erica was surprised. "No way."
Debra, who had been listening to their exchange, blushed deeply. She quickly took a seat on the sofa, clutching a glass of water as if it were a lifeline. "I'm hungry too. Why isn't breakfast ready yet?"
"It's coming," Randy said. "You three have three mouths to feed but can't spare a hand to help me."
"I'll do it," Erica declared, rushing into the kitchen.
Randy rolled his eyes dramatically.
"Oh, please, are you really helping? Just please don't mess things up."
"You're bold enough to question my sincerity. I'm gonna wring your ears off."
"Come on! I'm not."
The kitchen was filled with the clatter of pots and pans, punctuated by the occasional bickering between Randy and Erica.
Noticing Debra's stiff posture, Marion pulled away a little, giving her space to breathe.
Debra stole a glance at him. He was dressed in a simple home outfit, his broad shoulders and slim waist accentuated by casual clothes. The delicate line of his collarbone peeked out from beneath his shirt, giving him a softer appearance than his usual military-style cost.
"Looking good?" Marion suddenly asked, catching Debra off guard. She quickly averted her eyes, her cheeks flushing a deeper shade of red.
His tone softened. "Tum around so I can show you."
"I don't want to look," Debra said, feeling embarrassed about her earlier involuntary gaze.
"Marion, get Erica out of the kitchen, or you'll have burnt eggs and overcooked oatmeal for breakfast," Randy shouted desperately from the kitchen.
Marion sighed, standing up. "Coming."
He made his way to the kitchen, and soon Erica was pushed out by the two men, her protests falling on deaf ears. Frica moved to sit next to Debra, noticing her flushed face
A knowing smile spread across Erica's lips. 'Randy is totally clueless. He should at least let you and Marion have some time alone."
Debra shook her head helplessly. "Knock it off. I'm not thinking about that right now."
Erica's expression turned serious. "I know, but a woman has to plan for her future. You can't
stay as a mere nominal wife forever. You should speed up the divorce."
Debra sighed, her shoulders slumping slightly. "It's useless if I want a divorce alone. If Juan won't agree, there's no way."
However, there were matters she wanted to investigate. The dream about her past life still puzzled her, and she felt a growing need to uncover the truth.Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.
Perhaps she needed to look into Juan's dealings with the Frazier family based on her previous life experiences.
Erica placed her hand on Debra's, her voice filled with concem. "Now that Shella has left him, Juan won't agree to a divorce. Just let Marion handle this."
Debra shook her head resolutely. "I can't. This is between Juan and me, and I don't want to trouble Marion anymore."