From Heartbreak to Happily Ever After Novel

Debra glanced instinctively towards the kitchen Manoe stood veste gen a black apron. He looked quite relaxed, the spatule in his hand wooong ceny este fried eggs.

Sensing her gaze, Marion looked up. Debre quickly averted her eyes, but wh late. He had caught her staring.

“Breakfast’s ready,” Randy shouted from the kitchen, carryi with food.

noe plates pled high

Marion placed a dish in front of Debra, the eggs cooked to perfection.

Randy, setting the plates down, remarked with a playful pout, “Man, when will you ever be this considerate toward me?”

Erica chimed in, “Maybe in your next life.”

As just Debra began to eat, her phone buzzed with an incoming message from Juan

She glanced at Marion to see if he had noticed, and seeing that he was engrossed in his own meal, she opened the message.

Juan: [8 PM, Royal Grand Hotel.]

Debra hesitated, her fingers hovering over the screen. She thought about the dream she’d had and typed her reply.

Debra: [No need, I’ll come to your company now.]

Setting her phone down, she pushed her plate away and said, “I’m full. I need to step out for a bit.”

Erica looked up. “Do you want me to come with you?”

Debra shook her head. “I’m good. Just a small matter.”

She retreated to her room to change into simple, comfortable clothes. In the living room, Randy turned to Marion, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

“Here’s a good chance for you to show your worth. Since you’ve got nothing else to do, why not be the chauffeur and drive her?

“She doesn’t want me to go,” Marion replied, glancing at Debra’s phone on the table.

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He could guess that she was going to meet Juan.

Randy raised an eyebrow, puzzled. “How do you know she doesn’t want you to come? What if…”

Marion slammed his fork onto the plate and got up to leave. Randy stared at the shattered plate, his mouth agape. Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

“How much anger does it take to break a plate with a fork?” he muttered, shaking his head in disbelief.

When Debra emerged from her room, Marion was alr

y gone.

She looked around and asked, “Where’s Marion?”

Erica lied smoothly, “He went back to his room, probably to catch up on sleep.”

Debra paused, taking her phone. “I’m leaving. Don’t wait for me for lunch. I’ll go. straight back to my place after I’m done.”

Erica’s eyes widened in surprise. “You’re not staying here anymore?”

Debra glanced at the closed door to Marion’s bedroom and hummed

Then she went out.

in response.

“What’s wrong with Marion? Acting like a child. Now Debra has left,” Randy sighed.

Erica, however, saw more to the situation. “Could it be that Marion thinks Debra is going to see Juan?”

“What? They’re already like enemies. What’s the point of the meeting?” Randy said. incredulously.

“Feelings are complicated. Maybe Debra is going to finalize things with Juan,” Erica said thoughtfully.

“If Juan doesn’t sign the divorce papers, Debra won’t be able to get a divorce. After all, he’s Juan, not some random guy off the street,” Randy said, clicking his tongue. “I don’t get what he is thinking. He had a mistress while his wife was around. Now he’s playing the role of a devoted man. Compared to him, Marion is truly one in a million.”