From Heartbreak to Happily Ever After Novel

“Do you think I won’t divorce because of our cooperation with the Frazier family?” Juan approached step by step.

Debra looked up at him and countered, “Isn’t that the reason?”

“Of course not!” His eyes were bloodshot as he pressed his hands on Debra’s shoulders. “Listen, I will never agree to a divorce. You’re not leaving the Nichols family.”

“Let go!” Debra pushed him away. “Don’t tell me you won’t divorce because you love me.”

“…

She cut him off. “I don’t think I have such charm to make you favor me. You embarrassed me in front of others for Shelia repeatedly, causing trouble for my friends. I’ve had enough of this marriage. Whether you like it or not, I’m divorcing you.”

“Where do you get the nerve to say that?” Juan snapped. “Haven’t your been hanging out with Marion? Aren’t you two close? Did you care. about my feelings?”

“Me and Marion?” Debra laughed as if she had heard a joke. “So, that’s what you think of me.”

“Aren’t you divorcing me because you’re involved with Marion?” Juan sneered, “You’re truly fickle!”

“Shut up!” Debra pushed him away, disgust plain in her eyes. “I’m ashamed I ever liked you.”

Seeing Debra’s disgust, Juan felt a stab of pain.

As she turned to leave, he instinctively grabbed her arm. “Where are you going?”

“Let go!” Debra frowned.

Juan’s grip was like a vice. He flung her onto the sofa and bore down on her. His gaze heatedly fixed on her nose and lips, with restrained anger. “Was Marion like this to you yesterday?”

“You’re talking nonsense!” Debra tried to slap him, but he grabbed her wrist.

Juan tightened his grip, causing her pain.

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“Nonsense? I risked my life to you, and when you woke up, you walked away without even checking on me. How can you be so

heartless?”

Unable to break free, she sneered, “You have Shelia to take care of you. Do you need me?” Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Juan loosened his grip on her wrist.

Debra continued, “If you like Shelia so much, why won’t you let me go?”

Juan gritted his teeth. “I’ve never said I like Shelia.”

“Yeah, you never said it, but you’ve hurt me countless times for her. Do you dare say she means nothing to you? Don’t you like her?”

“I…” Juan faltered, unable to justify himself as before.

He didn’t understand what was happening to him.

He used to think Shelia seemed fragile but strong inside, wanting to protect her from harm. He had taken care of her extensively, making it at habit.

“Do you want to divorce me so badly?”

“Yes, I’m fed up,” Debra said firmly, her eyes lacking the previous

affection.

“Fine, listen, I won’t agree to a divorce.”

Juan stood up, tearing the divorce agreement on the table in half.