Chapter 118

Seeing Debra about to faint, Juan quickly withdrew his hand. Debra coughed and took a while to recover. “Debra, I…” Juan reached out to touch the red mark on Debra’s neck, but she cautiously backed away. Juan fell silent. Just now, he had lost control.

On the way back, they both remained silent. When they reached home, she saw the warm decorations and instantly knew they were arranged by Melody through Sophie. Thinking back to the scene in the car, Debra chuckled bitterly. Living under the same roof as a man who had tried to kill her was incredibly revolting.

“Debra!” Juan’s voice sounded from behind, but Debra didn’t stop her ascent upstairs. Right now, she didn’t want to say a word to Juan, let alone listen to his explanations.

The next day, as dawn broke, Debra came downstairs. Juan looked weary, leaning on the sofa as if he hadn’t slept all night. She packed some daily necessities, preparing to return to her apartment. Seeing Debra coming down, Juan immediately tensed. He blocked her path, his look haggard and his tone laced with guilt. “Where are you going?”

“Back to my apartment,” Debra replied coldly.

Juan grabbed Debra’s wrist and hesitated. After a while, he managed, “Don’t leave today. Things got out of hand last night, and I’m afraid Grandma will come to ask about it.”

Debra shook off his hand. She thought Juan wanted to apologize, but she didn’t expect him to still be worried about Shelia getting hurt. He was beyond redemption.

“It has nothing to do with me. Just tell the truth,” she said. She had planned to stay, but after last night’s incident, she didn’t want to remain there another second.

Juan held onto her luggage and said, “You don’t want Grandma to know you’re studying at Arcane Academy, right?” Debra heard a threat in Juan’s words. For Shelia, Juan was willing to do anything.

“Fine, I’ll divorce you if it comes to that,” Debra said. Her words left Juan stunned. Without another look at him, she picked up her luggage and walked past him. Juan felt his hand and heart suddenly empty.

Rubbing his forehead, he didn’t understand why he had lost control of his emotions last night. He had always been able to control his temper, but the thought of Debra refusing to accompany him to dinner and then appearing with Marion and others had made him inexplicably frustrated. This time, he had gone too far.

His phone rang. It was Joe calling. Juan answered wearily, “What is it?”

“Sir, Miss Miles wants to leave the hospital.”

“I know. Come pick me up.”

“Yes, sir.”

Shortly after, Joe drove Juan to the hospital. As Shelia’s guardian, Juan completed her discharge procedures.

“Juan, I’m going back to school later. Could you take me?” Shelia’s eyes glittered with anticipation. Juan nodded in agreement. He hadn’t taken care of her properly last night. It was only right to take her back.