Without a second thought, Debra grabbed the car keys from Juan''s hand and turned to Sophie.


    "Sophie, hold onto Juan. I''ll drive."


    ""Yes, madam."


    Sophie carefully supported Juan, her hands shaking slightly as she tried to steady him.


    Just then, Melody rushed over, grabbing Debra''s arm.


    "Stop! Where do you think you''re going?" she asked sharply.


    "I''m taking Juan to the hospital." Debra snapped, shaking off Melody''s grip.


    But Melody lunged forward again, her hands sping onto Debra''s sleeve with a vice-like grip.


    *Are you Someone so kind? You''re trying to hurt him. He''s waiting here for the ambnce."


    She hadn''t forgotten Debra''s earlier jab at Hester to sigh that document.


    "Let go!" Debra shouted, this time breaking free with more force.


    Melody stumbled back, her face flushed with anger.


    "This is my house. You can''t just..."


    "I am still the hostess of this house. It''s my home too. Now, if you don''t want Juan to lose the use of his arm, you better stop getting in my way. The consequences will be on you if anything happens." "You!" "Sophie, forget about helping him. Take Melody back to her room to rest."


    Debra''s sudden show of dominance left Melody stunned. She could hardly believe that the timid girl from before had be so sharp and fearless.


    Once Melody was out of sight, Debra turned back to Juan.


    "I''m going to get the car. Walk yourself over."


    "Alright."


    By the time Debra pulled the car around, the bandages wrapped around Juan''s arm were already soaked through with blood. She jumped out to open the door for him, and when the back door swung open, Juan didn''t immediately climb in. "Sit in the back. You''ll have trouble with the seatbelt otherwise."Text ? 2024 N?velDrama.Org.


    "Okay."


    His voice was indifferent, but no amount of coolness could hide the pain he was feeling


    Debra took the wheel and, without wasting another second, sped off. Juan noticed right away that she was driving faster than usual.


    He could barely see her face from that angle, but in the rearview mirror, he caught glimpses of her


    focused expression. Her hair was loose, and her eyes were locked on the road ahead.


    When she got stuck behind slower traffic, she honked the horn impatiently, unbothered by any pretense of politeness.


    He watched her closely, hoping to catch some sign of concern in her eyes, some small hint that she might care about him.


    "You don''t have to rush," he said softly. "I''m not dying."


    "If you''re going to die," Debra replied tly, "at least don''t do it in my car. I''d rather not exin that to the police."


    She leaned on the horn again, not caring who might hear,


    Juan was always a man on top of the world. In her previous life, she had never seen him injured or in such a vulnerable state. But since her rebirth, she''d seen this side of him more times than she could count. ''How has ite to this? When has it be possible for someone from a small family like Hester toy a hand on Juan? When have thieves dared to stab the mighty Juan at his ce?''


    1. 1.


    She hated Juan, but that hate was tied to her past. In this life, all she wanted was to avoid any connection with him. All the pain and bitterness were behind her now.


    Yet somehow, fate had bound them together. In her past life, she had fought tooth and nail to avoid divorce. In this life, when she finally let go, Juan refused to divorce her.


    Debra knew she had been foolish in her past life, giving up everything for a man who would never truly love her.


    Now, she had no reason for revenge. The only thing she cared about was ensuring that the Frazier family didn''t repeat the same tragic fate. She just wanted them to survive in this treacherous city.