Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right

The Eaton family held immense power overseas, a status they had cultivated over a century. Their position was unshakeable.

Marion was worried that if they set their sights on Debra, he would be powerless to protect her.

"Silly," Debra said, taking Marion's hand. "I won't be a burden to you. You do what you need to do. I can't guarantee I'll clear all obstacles for you, but I promise to keep myself safe and not distract you."

Marion's furrowed brow relaxed. He had almost forgotten that Debra was the youngest female entrepreneur in Seamar City. In just one year, she had grown strong enough to rival the Nichols family, take down Edgar, and even manipulate Drake.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

If the Eatons targeted her, they would be the ones in trouble.

"You're right," Marion said, a hint of pride in his voice. "I should be worried about the Eaton family. Once they provoke you, they won't have a moment's peace."

Debra teased him, "I was trying to comfort you, and you're making fun of me?"

"I'm just showing my confidence in you," Marion said, steering the car with one hand and stroking Debra's head with the other. "Once we've handled the overseas affairs, we'll go back and get our marriage certificate. Then I'll give you the grandest wedding of the century. I'll let the whole world know that you are my wife. Anyone who messes with you will have to answer to me."

Debra blushed and smiled at his words, but when he mentioned violence, she swatted his hand away. "Why is your mind always on fighting? When we get back, you better behave and be a law-abiding citizen, understand?"

Marion indulged her. "Yes, you're the boss."

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"You must have seen wrong," he said. "Don't overthink it. Let's go home and get some rest."

Debra agreed, but she couldn't shake the feeling that the person in the car was Juan.

She wondered if Melody had traveled all this way because Juan had discarded his duties and came overseas.

In his study, Bert was reviewing documents, while Garland was lounging on the sofa nearby, playing with a globe. Bert glanced at his son, his disapproval growing. "Either put the globe down or get out. You're annoying me."

"Dad, I'm bored out of my mind," Garland complained. "You handle every little thing at the company, leaving me with nothing to do. Everyone outside fears me, saying I'm ruthless and heartless for wiping out our relatives. Thanks to you, I can't even find a girlfriend or a job. Can't I at least play some ball?"