บททั้งหมดของ Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right: บทที่ 161 - บทที่ 170

Debra was surprised. "Your birthday? You never mentioned it before."Andrew interjected with a smile, "He has never cared for birthdays, nor has he ever invited friends over. It's late and inconvenient for you two to go home. Why not stay overnight at our place? You can leave after the birthday party tomorrow."His gaze held a peculiar intensity that made Debra's heart skip a beat.The masquerade would be held tomorrow, and the badges had been delivered to all influential business owners.She wondered if Andrew suspected her involvement with the McKinney Group. The masquerade was scheduled for the following day, and invitations had been sent to all influential business owners. She quickly dismissed the thought, reassuring herself that she had been meticulous in concealing her identity. There was no way Andrew could know.Erica chimed in, "I think that's a good idea, Debra. If we're at the Potter's, Juan won't dare call you back in the middle of the night or try to take you away

Andrew casually gestured, and the maid promptly cleared the dishes before setting a clean plate for Debra."Ms. Frazier, please feel at home," he said, taking his seat at the head of the table.Debra felt a sense of unease as the maid diligently served her food. The atmosphere grew tense with Andrew's presence, and even Jordan fell silent.She fidgeted, unnerved by the heavy air that seemed to press down on her.Andrew put down his fork and knife. "I have some matters to attend to. Jordan will show you around the garden to relax."Debra nodded. "Thank you for your hospitality.""Don't worry, I'll take care of her," Jordan assured.Andrew nodded, and his bodyguards ushered him into the elevator.Debra finally breathed a sigh of relief. She found it hard to eat when Andrew was around. Everything tasted like wax.Jordan, noticing her discomfort, tried to reassure her. "Andrew is gentle. You don't need to be so afraid."'Gentle?' She only felt a forbidding aura around him.Ever

"Come with me," Marion said, leading her toward a secluded corner.There, a makeup artist was waiting.Debra sat down in front of the mirror, watching as Marion, already in exaggerated makeup, examined his reflection. She chuckled, "Even without a mask, I wouldn't recognize you like this."Marion calmly replied, "Even if you wore a mask and even more dramatic makeup, I'd still recognize you."Debra blushed at his words, her heart fluttering slightly. The makeup artist quickly touched up her makeup and brought out her costume—a clown outfit, just as Debra had requested.As the artist worked, Debra asked, "Has Juan arrived?"Marion's expression soured at the mention of Juan. He replied nonchalantly, "I don't know."Debra turned to him, surprise etched on her face. "Don't know? If he doesn't come today, then all this acting will be for nothing."Marion shrugged, a hint of jealousy in his voice. "Whether he comes or not doesn't matter. Just knowing that the masquerade is fully book

"I went to the bathroom," Debra replied.Jordan's cheeks flushed slightly, and he quickly turned away. "Let's go. There's nothing more to do here.""Alright, I'm bored too," she quickly agreed.Jordan led them to leave. Erica winked at Randy, who got the signal and left the dance floor.Just as they stepped outside, Debra's phone rang. She glanced at the caller ID and raised an eyebrow. 'That's quick,' she thought, recognizing Joe's number.Erica asked, "Is it Juan looking for you?"The mention of Juan's name caused Jordan's expression to darken. Before Debra could react, he snatched the phone from her hand. "Don't answer it!" he declared, his voice filled with annoyance."Knock it off, Jordan. Give it back," Debra said, reaching for the phone.Jordan answered the call, barking, "Debra is with me! Stop calling!"Both Debra and Erica were stunned. He hung up and handed the phone to her awkwardly.Debra took the phone, her expression dazed. She had planned to make Juan believe

Erica tugged at Debra's hand, her eyes filled with worry.Debra reassured her, "I'll be back tomorrow night.""I'll wait for you at home.""Alright."As Debra started to leave, Jordan picked up a piece of cake and handed it to her."I've received your gift and blessings. The first piece of birthday cake should go to you.""Okay."Debra took the cake and headed toward the door. Jordan opened the gift box, revealing a watch inside. Joy crossed his face as he carefully put it on his wrist.Debra followed Joe out. As they walked, Joe tried to reassure her. "Madam, please don't quarrel with Mr. Nichols. He has been worried about you."Debra scoffed, her voice laced with sarcasm. "Worried about me? He should worry more about Shelia, who is in prison."She knew that Andrew had contacted the warden to ensure Shelia suffered during her incarceration. Shelia had brought this upon herself, and Debra felt no sympathy for her.After they arrived at their destination, Joe left. Debra ente