All Chapters of Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right: Chapter 711 - Chapter 720

"Why did you stop me from teaching Shelia a lesson?" Erica said, unable to contain her frustration.With Marion's influence in Seamar City, even if they had to face off against Juan, they wouldn't lose a step.It was clear to everyone present that Shelia had deliberately tried to outshine Debra."Did you notice the fabric she picked?""Satin?""And the style?""A mermaid dress."Erica paused, finally catching on.Shelia had picked the same style as Debra, but the fabric she chose was different.Erica mused, "And she wants to bedazzle the whole thing with rhinestones. My goodness! I can't even imagine what it'll look like."Debra grinned, "I need you to do me a favor. Talk to the designer and make sure they follow Shelia's instructions. I'll cover the cost."Erica gave her a thumbs up. "Brilliant. Absolutely brilliant."The engagement party was just three days away, and given the tight deadline, there would be no time to fix anything if Shelia's dress ended up a disaster. If

Debra quickly checked out the announcement from Juan. It was made by a new account named "Juan Studio".And there was only one post. [No speculations].Debra bolted upright from the couch and asked Ben, "Is this account real?""I had it checked. It's a certified account. So, yes, it's true."Besides, it was the kind of move Juan would make. He had always hated being dragged into any sort of drama, preferring to handle things swiftly and efficiently.But still, Debra couldn't help but think back to the time they had survived a life-and-death situation together on that island. She didn't understand why he was going against her like this now.Ben continued, "Everyone now believes we're creating hype, and your reputation has taken a hit. Your fans...""I understand," Debra said.The Debra-Juan shippers were now either turning into indifferent bystanders or haters. The damage to her reputation was becoming evident.Debra checked out those comments."Let it be. Don't worry about it

Liza screamed in fear as she glanced in her rearview mirror. The car behind hers was barely a centimeter away from crashing into her own.She fumed, "Who the hell drives like that? Do you have any idea how much this car costs?"The other car was common, and she assumed the driver was some reckless, nouveau riche fool with no sense of road safety.But when the driver stepped out, her blood ran cold.Her face turned pale as she recognized Randy. She had heard of the Osborne family's influence, even when she was abroad. In fact, her visit to Seamar City this time was to build a good relationship with them.Randy's icy gaze swept over her. "Who said Debra doesn't have a family? The Osborne family stands behind her."Cathryn stepped forward, trying to smooth things over. "Mr. Osborne, you're joking. Debra and you aren't related by blood. How could you support her?"Randy retorted, "That's none of your concern. I will be the best man at her wedding. That makes me as good as her family

Shelia was there draped in a floor-length mermaid dress, but something was off.The dress looked stiff and cheap, the hem overloaded with a chaotic mess of rhinestones that caught the light in all the wrong ways. The fabric pooled awkwardly around her feet, the weight of it too much for her thin figure to carry gracefully.Her makeup, rather than enhancing her features, only served to accentuate the awkwardness of the ensemble.The guests began to whisper among themselves."What on earth is she wearing? Who even uses that kind of fabric for a mermaid gown? It's ridiculous.""I just came over from the Houstons' engagement party, and Ms. Frazier was wearing the same dress. But the difference is so great.""Can't she tell what looks good and what doesn't? The Nichols are losing face big time."...Melody felt her head spinning with embarrassment. Shelia, however, remained oblivious to the scorn. In her mind, the dress was worth seven figures. There couldn't be anything wrong with

The second-floor dressing room was in chaos.The guests craned their necks and looked up curiously."What is happening up there?""I heard Ms. Blair is fighting with a maid.""Ms. Blair? Fighting? How disgraceful. She's supposed to be a lady of standing.""Well, no matter how high she climbs, she can't seem to leave behind her common roots. So unrefined."...Declan, standing among the crowd, could feel the weight of their whispers on his shoulders. His face grew darker with each passing comment, his mood souring further.It was bad enough that rumors swirled, but now the media had their cameras trained on the scene, hungry for the scandal.The frenzy downstairs intensified as Shelia came storming down the staircase, dragging Sophie by her hair. Shelia's face was twisted with rage.The flashes of cameras were relentless, capturing every wild expression. Within minutes, the internet exploded with headlines: [Ms. Blair Loses Control, Attacks Maid at Engagement Party.]Next doo