Chapter 590

“What if Marion doesn’t want you by then?” Juan asked.

“He’s not you. He would never leave me,” Debra replied coldly.

Juan laughed, a laugh tinged with self-mockery. “Leave you? Debra, listen carefully. I will never leave you. If you ask, I’ll do anything for you. Even if it means handing over this entire city, I wouldn’t hesitate. But what has Marion done for you?”

“He won’t lie to me or disrespect me. He’ll give me everything he has—his life, his heart. He won’t care about status or position. He’ll always stand by my side, never abandon me, and certainly won’t try to kill me for another woman.”

Debra poured out her heart, making it clear that Marion and Juan were incomparable in her mind.

“Kill you? How could I ever want to kill you?” Juan grabbed her arm, trying to convey his sincerity. She shook him off without hesitation.

“Juan, you’re crossing the line.”

Juan couldn’t understand her coldness. He had been racking his brain, but still couldn’t figure out why a month of coldness had led to such a resolute attitude from Debra. He had seen the disgust and distance in her eyes more than once. He didn’t know why she hated him so much.

“The show will start tomorrow, and I’m not leaving tonight. According to our agreement, we’ll keep our distance. That’s all. I’m very tired. Goodnight.”

Debra turned and sat on the edge of the bed. The ticking of the clock in the room seemed to grow louder. Juan lingered, and she frowned. “Still not leaving? Do you want to sleep here with me?”

Juan loosened his tie; always the gentleman in public, but now his mind was filled with images of Marion and Debra laughing together, returning to their apartment, and playfully lying in bed. He began to unbutton his shirt. Debra’s expression darkened. “Juan.”

Juan approached and pinned Debra down on the bed, his eyes deep and unfathomable. “The divorce papers haven’t come through yet. As of now, you’re still my wife.”

Debra calmly replied, “Any sexual act against a woman’s will is considered rape. I advise you to think carefully. The CEO of the Nichols Group is going to jail for raping his wife. That won’t make a good headline.”

Juan’s grip loosened slightly. Debra knew that the Nichols Group was everything to him.

“Let go of me, and we can get along. I’m sure you wouldn’t want me to have a cold face during tomorrow’s recording,” she said.

Juan regained a moment of clarity and released her. Debra rubbed her wrists, and Juan’s voice was hoarse as he said, “I’ll sleep on the couch.”

Debra replied, “It’s better if you go back to your room. I’m sure Melody wouldn’t be happy if we shared a…”