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    Drebre reassured her, "Il be back tomorrow night."


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    As Debra started to leave, Jordan picked up a piece of cake and handed


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    Sebe took the cake and headed toward the door. Jordan opened the gift box, revealing a watch inside. Joy crossed his face as he carefully Dutton his wrist


    Debre followed be out. As they walked, Joe tried to reassure her. Madam, please don''t quarrel with Mr. Nichols. He has been worried avor your


    besed, her voiceced with sarcasm. "Worried about me? He should worry more about Shelia, who is in prison."


    Se krew ta ndrew had contacted the warden to ensure Shelia suffered during her incarceration. Shelia had brought this upon herself, and Dalys feh no sympathy for her.


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    "It''s me," Juan grumbled.


    but she sensed


    In the darkness, she couldn''t make out his express bitterness in his tone. She quickly switched on the light, causing Juan to squint against the sudden brightness. She stepped back, maintaining a safe distance between them. "You called me back, so what''s the deal?"


    Juan had Joe summon her back every other day, something he''d never done before.


    "Have you been staying at the Potter''s the past few days?" Juan asked.


    Debra nodded, her expression unyielding. "Yes, I have. What about it? Didn''t your people tell you?"


    Juan hesitated, realizing he couldn''t argue against what she said.


    "I don''t like being watched. You have no right to watch me. Our marriage was purely a business alliance, with no feelings involved," she added.


    Juan''s anger surfaced, his voice rising. "No feelings? Didn''t you like me back then, insisting on marrying me with your family''s chips?"


    Debra felt a pang of irritation. "As you said, it was before. I don''t like you anymore."


    Juan took one step forward. "You think you can like or dislike me as you please? What do you take me for?"


    Debra''s patience wore thin. "Enough! Arguing with me like this isn''t like you at all. What do you want by calling me back? Don''t tell me it''s because you''re jealous that I celebrated Jordan''s birthday. I won''t believe such a ridiculous thinging from your mouth." Juan opened his mouth to speak but found himself at a loss for words.


    That was exactly what he had been thinking, but seeing Debra''s indifferent expression, he felt a growing bitterness within him.


    "I wronged you because of Shelia," he managed.


    Debra thought her ears must be ying tricks on her. "Are you apologizing to me?"


    Juan''s expression froze on his face. She continued, "Did you call me back to apologize?"