Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right

Juan's consciousness started to fade, and before he knew it, he was collapsing back onto the bed, sinking into darkness.

Melody stood over him, expression hard. She turned to the bodyguards at the door and instructed, "Watch him closely. If he wakes up and tries to move around, sedate him. He's not leaving this hospital until his leg is healed." "Yes, Madam."

Juan slipped into a fitful sleep, yet his mind still buzzed with awareness. He realized with chilling clarity that Melody had drugged him.

It was not the first time Melody had done such a thing. Juan's mind wandered as he fell into a long, vivid dream.

In the dream, Debra was hovering near him, dropping by the company to bring him lunch or setting up encounters. Her youthful infatuation was visible to anyone who cared to look.

He naturally saw through her clumsy attempts to get close to him. But ever since he was a child, Melody had drilled into him that love was meaningless. As the heir to the Nichols family, he should marry someone who could bring value to their family.

He was not allowed to follow the path of his father, who married an actress and brought shame to the family.

To gain his favor, Debra tried every means to please Melody. The latter saw the value in the Fraziers' connections, even though their wealth had declined. The Fraizer family was known for its reputation, though their status was lower than the Nichols family. Debra fit Melody's standard of being a suitable partner for Juan.

And besides, Debra was willing to be a submissive housewife. Melody found it easy to manipulate her.

Juan didn't like the idea of a

convenient marriage, but Debra kept pursuing him. She started copying Shelia's style of dress, gradually losing herself. After they got married, Juan didn't even want to come home. It was in the second month of their marriage that he accidentally saw a childhood photo of hers and recognized Debra as the girl he had met when he was 17.

& MC

Debra was crying alone, and Juan couldn't help but think of his late parents. He felt a pang of sympathy and took her back to his home.

In the years that followed, he saw

the gentle and timid Shelia, who reminded him of that crying girl. He imagined that the girl must have grown up to be around her age.

Shelia was an excellent student and worked very hard. Juan saw the potential of molding her into an investment expert.

However, in the third month of their

marriage, Debra started treating Shelia as a rival, mimicking her every move. Everyone in Seamar City laughed at Debra. To avoid further embarrassment, Juan decided to send Shelia abroad for further studies.

He never shared a room with Debra, and their life continued as usual. He ignored all her affections and advances.

Floating in the air, Juan felt a stabbing pain in his heart as he watched this scene unfold.

He desperately wanted to grab his past self and ask what he was doing.

But he was like a ghost now, unable to do anything except watch the shadows of his past life.

He saw Debra's eyes gradually lose their sparkle, and the conflicts between them deepened. Finally, something happened.