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

"Yes."

Joe swiftly turned the car around.

Meanwhile, the guests gathered around were abuzz with tonight's commotion. Melody took the opportunity to ignite public rage.

"Everyone knows in Seamar City how Debra used to fawn over Juan. Now they're going through a divorce, and she doesn't want to lose her title. So, she pushed Shelia down the stairs. It's simply despicable." The crowd murmured in agreement.Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

"I heard before that Debra was pursuing Mr. Nichols. She could have pushed Shelia out of jealousy."

"I think I also saw Debra push Shelia down. That was brutal!"

"Who would risk her child's life? I bet it was Debra who did it."

"Debra is broke, and now she has killed Mr. Nichols' child. Both families won't let her get away with this. She is done for."

The murmurs continued, the atmosphere thick with tension and speculation.

Suddenly, Edgar's phone rang. After a brief call, he hung up and spoke in a heavy tone. "The child is gone."

Melody took a couple of steps back, her hand clutching her chest as if she might collapse. Declan was also struck dumb. "Debra, you're a murderer!"

Under the weight of the accusations, Pedro approached Debra and asked, "Ms. Frazier, do you have any evidence to prove you didn't do it?" Melody interjected angrily, "Mr. Hardy, what do you mean by that? Are you protecting Debra?"

Declan echoed her words. "My daughter lost her child because

Debra. So many witnesses sa ret

it.

Are you implying my daughter is falsely accusing Debra?"

Pedro, steeling himself against the onslaught of accusations, replied "That's not what I meant. We need to investigate this thoroughly. We can't accuse an innocent person. If this is a misunderstanding..."

Melody cut him off.

"Misunderstanding? Debra killed my great-grandson. What

misunderstanding could there be? You must catch the killer and bring her to justice. Otherwise, I will make sure your police station will not have a moment's peace."

Debra, who had been silently observing the exchange, finally spoke up. "Melody, why are you so eager to convict me? I never said I didn't have evidence." Edgar furrowed his brow in thought, and Melody sneered, "What evidence could you possibly have?"

Debra replied meaningfully, "Since Melody made such a fuss about inviting me here, I naturally got well prepared."

Melody was puzzled. "What are you trying to say?"

Debra pulled out a small voice recorder and pressed play.

"Debra..."

"I expected to see Juan. Miss Blair, why did you call me up here in his name? What is it you want to discuss?"

"Debra, I know you're upset about this. I called you here to tell you..."

"I wanted to tell you to die."

The final line echoed through the room, sending a shiver down the spines of the assembled guests.