Chapter 150

By now, Juan should have received the false information Debra leaked. Calling her back now indicated his dissatisfaction with the investigation's results.

“I’ve never heard of Tracy McKinney before,” Juan said, observing her expression. Debra remained composed, giving nothing away. Tracy was her, and she was Tracy. She had used a fake identity, so it was normal that Juan couldn't find anything.

“Me too. Maybe some foreign entrepreneur,” Debra casually diverted the topic. “Did you call me back just to ask me this? I don’t have time for such boring questions.”

With that, she got up. Juan took a deep breath and asked helplessly, “How much longer are you going to keep this up?”

It had been three months since Debra came home. He thought giving her some space would make her give in, but he hadn’t expected her to stand firm this time.

“I’m not throwing a tantrum. Since you don’t want a divorce, I’ll have to force your hand.”

Her words ignited Juan’s anger. “Is that what you want? Do you like Marion that much?”

“I’ve said many times. It has nothing to do with Marion!”

“You think I’d believe that?” Juan gripped her wrist, saying, “What else could it be? He likes you, can give you money, and can save your family.”

Debra found it laughable. “Yes, Marion likes me, can give me money, and provide better resources for the Frazier family. So, I’m eager to divorce you. Happy now?”

“You!” Juan was furious. He was usually in control of his temper, but Debra could easily provoke him. Through gritted teeth, he said, “So, you’ve been with Marion these past three months?”

He had secretly had Debra watched, but Marion’s people had blocked them from stalking her. This suspicion had plagued him for three months. He just wanted an answer.

Debra looked into his eyes, blazing with anger, and sneered, “What do you think?”

“You bitch!” He shoved her away. She fell back onto the sofa, but she felt relieved. Juan’s volatile state reminded her of her despair in her past life. Back then, he had never cared about her life or death. Even when she was bleeding heavily during surgery, Juan’s voice over the phone had been calm, as if he wished for her to die immediately. She remembered that all the Type A blood in the hospital had been taken away. Besides Juan, who else in Seamar City could do that? He was nothing but a cold-blooded murderer. He took her life so that Shelia could wed into the Nichols family.

Her current relationship with Marion was pure, yet he unjustly accused her time and again. It turned out he could be afraid of being cheated on and be angry about it.