All Chapters of Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right: Chapter 651 - Chapter 660

The maids recounted the events one after another."Peter bumped into Ms. Frazier. We heard her scream for help, but when we tried to intervene, he yelled at us to back off.""I saw him slap Lara and threaten to throw her into the ocean to feed the sharks.""We saw Peter dragging Ms. Frazier away. She called for help, but Peter drove us away."...The maids, who had previously been subservient to him, were all accusing him now.Colors drained from Peter's face, and he said desperately, "Lies! You're all lying. I am innocent. These wretches are conspiring against me. Sir..."Drake narrowed his eyes, sneering, "I gave you a chance. You've wasted it.""Sir, please don't," Peter pleaded tearfully.Drake raised his hand, and the two mercenaries stepped forward, grabbing Peter's arms.With one final, desperate cry, he was thrown overboard, his voice fading into the night as the waves swallowed him.The maids huddled together, terrified, as the splash echoed through the quiet sea.

"What is it?" Debra asked, trying to sound casual.The nurse smiled warmly. "Mr. Lowe asked me to bring you this for your wounds. He said you should apply it yourself."She then placed a tube of ointment on the table."Drake?" Debra muttered, not believing he could be so kind.Still, she nodded politely. "Thank you. I'll use it later.""No worries. I'll leave you to it," the nurse said, getting out of the room.Debra opened the tube and brought it close to her nose.She didn't know much about medicine. Toxins might be mixed in. It was better not to use it.Making up her mind, she tossed it into the trash.That night, Violet arrived at the docks of Seamar City. Stepping out of her sleek black car, she spotted two men leaning against a lamppost, smoking cigarettes. One was stocky, and the other wiry.Her lips curled into a sneer. "Have you taken care of the matter?""We've been waiting here for two days," the stocky man said with a hint of annoyance. "But we haven't seen the w

Drake watched with detached amusement. "With the meager salary the McKinney Group pays you, I doubt it even covers a fraction of what you spend in a day. I did you a favor by submitting the resignation letter."He paused and added, "Besides, you seemed pretty happy about it."She was indeed happy. Drake had just unintentionally given Ben a hint. Ben would be able to trace everything back to Drake. With the evidence and her testimony, they could easily pin Drake for illegal imprisonment.Drake always ignored laws and rules. Eventually, they would bring about his downfall.Debra stifled a smirk. Maybe she could even get from him some useful intel about the treasure or the car crashes that killed her parents and Marion's parents.After getting out of the car, Chace led them to a high-end hotel. Once Debra and Drake had each entered their rooms, he turned to the bodyguards and ordered, "Stay here and keep watch. Don't let anyone leave here.""Yes, sir!" the guards replied in unison.

In the hospital, a doctor examined Juan's wound. "Mr. Nichols, the injury isn't too serious, but you should avoid any strenuous activity. I recommend staying in for observation."Juan's mind was on something else. His phone buzzed, pulling his focus.He picked it up and saw an unread message, which had come in the night before.[Debra is being held by Drake in Flesta.]His face paled instantly. The post made by Debra had convinced him that she had been rescued by Marion, but it turned out she had been captured by Drake."Mr. Nichols, you can't move around yet," the doctor advised as Juan threw off the blanket and climbed out of bed, gritting his teeth against the pain.Out in the hallway, Joe rushed over to help him. "Sir, where are you going? Let me handle it.""Get a ticket to Flesta. Now," Juan said.Joe hesitated. "Sir, the company's in chaos. Mrs. Nichols Sr. has taken over your duty. You need to stay to manage things. You can't just leave.""Move." Juan shoved him aside.

Juan's consciousness started to fade, and before he knew it, he was collapsing back onto the bed, sinking into darkness.Melody stood over him, expression hard. She turned to the bodyguards at the door and instructed, "Watch him closely. If he wakes up and tries to move around, sedate him. He's not leaving this hospital until his leg is healed.""Yes, Madam."Juan slipped into a fitful sleep, yet his mind still buzzed with awareness. He realized with chilling clarity that Melody had drugged him.It was not the first time Melody had done such a thing. Juan's mind wandered as he fell into a long, vivid dream.In the dream, Debra was hovering near him, dropping by the company to bring him lunch or setting up encounters. Her youthful infatuation was visible to anyone who cared to look.He naturally saw through her clumsy attempts to get close to him. But ever since he was a child, Melody had drilled into him that love was meaningless. As the heir to the Nichols family, he should marr