All Chapters of Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right: Chapter 401 - Chapter 410

"What's so urgent that it can't wait till morning?" Shelia eyed Edgar skeptically.She didn't buy his story for a second. Men were all the same—if they weren't up to no good at home, they were sure as hell up to no good elsewhere.Her gaze sharpened as she spotted a smudge of lipstick on his white collar.She reached out and grabbed his collar, thrusting it towards him accusingly. "What's this?"Edgar's mind flashed back to Debra's calculated lean-in, her smirk as she left him in the car. He'd been played. She'd wanted Shelia to see this, to sow discord.His hesitation was all Shelia needed. "You're unbelievable. You say you love me, but you won't even touch me. It's all a lie, isn't it? I knew you were cheating.""Jade, just listen...""No. I won't listen!" she screamed. "I'm telling my dad. You don't love me. It's all just a sham."Usually, her tantrums got her what she wanted, but not this time. As she turned to storm out, Edgar's hand shot out, sending her sprawling to the

In the tense silence that stretched out, Michael made no move to let Shelia get up.Edgar, trying to smooth over the situation, interjected, "Jade was indeed harsh with Ms. Frazier, but it was due to old grudges. I had a long talk with her last night, and she assured me that she'd let go of the past."He turned to Shelia, his gaze encouraging. "Jade, didn't you say last night that you were ready to bow and apologize to Ms. Frazier?"Shelia nodded eagerly, her eyes wide and repentant. She stepped forward and bowed deep. "Debra, I'm truly sorry. I let my feelings for Mr. Nichols cloud my judgment, and I did terrible things to you out of jealousy. I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me."Debra looked at Shelia's innocent face, her brow furrowing slightly. Shelia seemed genuinely repentant, but Debra knew better than to take things at face value.There were only two reasons for such a drastic change: either Shelia had truly turned over a new leaf, perhaps under the influen

Eve squirmed under the scrutinizing gazes, feeling like a specimen under a microscope. Her curvaceous figure, while appealing in person, might translate to "bulky" on camera.She was a foodie at heart, and if she couldn't shed some pounds, this golden opportunity might slip through her fingers like sand in an hourglass.Freya eyed Eve and clenched her fists, determination etched on her face. This was her shot, and she wasn't about to let it slip.Debra, ever the keen observer, caught the silent exchange from the corner of her eye."This afternoon, you'll all head to the studio on the second floor for a promotional photo shoot," Hannah announced, turning on her heel to leave.She paused, casting a glance at Eve. "You might want to skip lunch, Eve. The camera adds ten pounds, you know."Eve waved off the concern, even as she began to calculate the calories she'd need to burn. "What's there to worry about? That's what Photoshop is for, right?"Freya chimed in, "Eve, you should eat.

The trainees whispered among themselves."Ashley was worse. Her makeup was a hot mess, and who knows how she looked on camera?""The photographer was all over Freya and Debra. Us? We were just cannon fodder for the real stars."Eve looked down at the food on her plate and felt her appetite vanish. She pushed her chair back and started to stand.Freya, noticing Eve's retreat, called out, "Eve, don't be silly. Our meals are portioned for a reason. If you don't eat now, you'll be famished all night. And if you cave and snack later, you know it'll go straight to your hips."Eve's face fell. She was starving, but the thought of the camera adding ten pounds made her stomach churn. With a sigh, she sank back into her chair and began to poke at her food half-heartedly.Across town, Juan was staring intently at a photograph in his office. It was a candid shot of him and Debra, who was eating her cake.Joe walked in, breaking the silence."Sir, there's news about Mrs. Nichols.""Where h

Henry parted the sea of people, creating a path for Debra and Juan."Come with me," Juan said, striding towards the exit.Henry nodded at Debra, urging her to go. She took a deep breath, steeling herself, and trailed after Juan."What do you want?" Debra's voice was as sharp as a freshly honed blade.She had hoped to leave Juan in her rearview by coming to Potter Entertainment, but here he was, like a bad penny."Let's talk in the car," Juan replied, opening the passenger door for her.Debra hesitated before sliding in, knowing that Juan's investment was no small potatoes. Henry's smiles earlier said it all.She had recently dealt him a blow via the McKinney Group, but he had bounced back like a cat with nine lives. There was more to Juan than met the eye, and she intended to find out what.Debra buckled her seatbelt, bristling when Juan reached over to help."I can do it myself.""Alright."The air in the car crackled with tension. In the end, Debra broke the silence."Wha