My Gentle Wife is a Real Divine Being

As the two were in a standoff, Joe rushed in from outside and urgently whispered something to Juan.

Juan’s expression changed. He said, “Let’s go.”

“Yes, sir.” Joe followed behind him, casting a glance at Debra with a mix of helplessness and concern.

Debra frowned. “Marion, don’t get involved in this.”

She knew something must have happened to Shelia. Otherwise, Juan wouldn’t be rushing off like this.

If Shelia died, Juan would really turn against her.

She didn’t want to drag Marion into this mess.

Marion had nothing to do with it.

Marion reassured her, “He wouldn’t dare do anything to you.”

“That’s right. Who does he think he is? Making such a scene here over a mistress. Does he think he can dominate Seamar City?” Erica said indignantly.

Debra lamented, “We had a good launch today, and now it’s ruined. I’m sorry about this.”

“It’s not your fault. It’s all because of Juan,” Erica said. “I think you should just divorce him. You don’t need such a man.”

Debra shook her head.

They couldn’t divorce yet.

She believed that even if Juan was furious now because of Shelia’s accident, he wouldn’t divorce her. The Frazier family still had value for the Nichols family. Juan wouldn’t cut off his nose to spite his face, and he wouldn’t let her go easily.

‘I’ll go to the hospital. You stay and take care of the rest,” she told them.

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Marion grabbed her wrist. “I’ll go with you.”

Debra pulled her hand back. “I can handle it myself.”

Seeing Debra’s determination, Erica held Marion back and shook her head.

After Debra left, she said, “At the end of the day, they’re still husband and wife. You’re in no position to protect Debra.”

Marion pressed his lips together, and Erica added, “I don’t think Debra likes Juan. If he really does something drastic for his lover, we’ll take action and teach him a lesson.”

“I second!” Randy echoed.

Marion frowned as he watched Debra leave.

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At the hospital, Juan stood guard outside Shelia’s ward, not leaving for a moment.

When the doctor finally emerged, he approached anxiously. “How is Shella? Is it serious?”

The doctor replied, “It’s serious enough, but not critical. She has a head injury that might leave a scar. Girls care about their appearances, and you’ll need to help her come to terms with it.”

Juan was shocked.

Debra had asked Joe for the address and had just arrived, overhearing Juan’s conversation with the doctor.

Juan rubbed his temple and turned to see Debra, his eyes icy. “You dare come here? Shelia is disfigured. Happy now?”

“Juan, calm down,” Debra said. “No one wants this to happen, and besides, her accident wasn’t something we could predict.”