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

Debra looked at Andrew, asking, "Mr. Andrew Potter, are you suffering from depre..."

Before she could finish, Andrew wrinkled his brows, a silent warning that made Debra swallow her words.

She couldn't reveal his secret to his face. His severe depression was likely his most closely guarded secret. If news of his mental illness spread while he was at the helm of the Potter family, it would be exploited mercilessly. Those vying for power within the family would seize the opportunity to employ underhanded tactics.NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

Debra opted for a more indirect approach. "Mr. Andrew Potter, taking medicine alone won't solve the problem. Why not find the root of your issue and resolve it completely?"

"Thank you for your suggestion," Andrew said blandly, turning to the butler. "See Ms. Frazier out."

"Yes, sir," the butler replied, his voice trembling slightly.

It was the first time he had witnessed someone speak so candidly to Andrew. He had half-expected a storm to brew, but Andrew remained calm.

As Debra followed the butler out, she couldn't help but marvel at the sprawling estate. The sheer enormity of it was breathtaking.

She wondered how Andrew managed to bear the weight of

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Under the canopy on the rooftop, Marion leaned against the wall, his gaze thoughtful.

"Severe depression, huh? I didn't even notice it, but she did," he mused.

His expression radiated pride, as if saying, "My woman, isn't she impressive?"

He looked at Andrew, concern etched on his face. "I'm your buddy. Shouldn't you tell me why you're depressed?"

It couldn't be just the burden of family affairs. While the daily responsibilities might be overwhelming to others, someone as extraordinary as Andrew would handle them with ease. It couldn't be about his legs, either. Andrew wouldn't be bothered by his physical limitations. Marion could not figure out the cause.

Andrew remained composed. "Instead of discussing my condition, how about discussing how to persuade her not to take action against the Nichols family?"

"You don't have to dissuade her." Marion shrugged. "Even if she creates a mess in Seamar City, I'll cover

-for her."

After a long silence, Andrew said, "You've fallen for her"

It wasn't a question but a statement of fact.

"Yep."

"Don't forget why you came to Seamar City."

"That doesn't conflict with anything."

"I mean, what if she finds out that you initially approached her for Juan?"

The smile vanished from Marion's face, and Andrew added, "She's not a woman who'll willingly be used. You'd better be clear with her. The longer you wait, the more dangerous it gets."

"She'll never know," Marion stated firmly. "You just worry about your own matters. Be careful; one day, your depression might make you jump off a building."

With that, he turned and left.

Andrew watched Debra leave with the butler, his eyes deep and contemplative. The root of my issue?"

He glanced at his crippled legs, a self-deprecating smile playing on his lips. That was something he could never speak of.