, Chapter 59 , Chapter 59 , Debra heard the door open, and a streak of dim light shone through. , “Debra?” Juan’s voice was low. , Debra pretended not to hear. , Juan raised his voice a bit. “Debra?” , 25 BONUS , Debra frowned but kept her eyes closed. “Why are you disturbing my sleep in the middle of the night?” , “Get up!” Juan’s tone carried suppressed anger. , Frustrated, she got up and looked at Juan, who was standing at the door. “What’s your problem?” , Juan rushed forward and pinned her down on the bed, catching her off guard. , The dim light from the doorway cast a subtle glow over him. , Her breath caught in her throat, but she quickly regained her composure. “What are you trying to do?” , “Where were you tonight?” , “Having dinner with my friends.” , “Who?” , Debra frowned. “I don’t owe you an explanation. Remember, we’re just using each other for benefits.” , “Oh really?” Juan sneered. , Debra sensed trouble as Juan began to tear at her nightgown. “Legally, you’re my wife. Don’t you think you should fulfill your duties” , “You’re insanel” , Juan’s grip tightened he continued his movements. Debra was enraged and slapped him across the , face. , The room fell silent. , Debra’s voice was icy. “I’m not your plaything.” , Juan froze, still straddling her body. His chest heaved from the recent altercation. , “Get out!” Debra pointed to the door, her eyes with anger. , Juan regained some sanity and left the room. , As the door closed, Juan rubbed his temples. , He must have lost his mind to act like that. , After a while, Juan–turned back, hesitated at the door handle, but decided not to enter. , Debra had locked the door after Juan’s recent outburst , 1

/2 , Chapter 59 , 25 BONUS , It seemed she had really angered Juan, which meant she needed to be more careful in the future. , The next morning, Sophie, who should have woken her up, was nowhere to be seen. Debra went downstairs, calling out, “Sophie?” , There was no response. Debra then noticed Juan sitting on the couch. , He was dressed neatly in a white shirt and drinking coffee. His expression was distant, as if nothing happened the previous night. , Debra asked, “Where’s Sophie today?” , “I gave her the day off,” Juan replied. , Debra asked irritably, “Then what am I supposed to eat for breakfast?” , Juan casually glanced up at her. “Can’t you cook for yourself?” , His words successfully annoyed Debra. , “If you can’t cook, you can beg me,” he added. , “Psycho!” Debra cursed inwardly, knowing that he was messing with her because of what happened last night. , Debra headed straight to the kitchen, taking out eggs and bread from the fridge. , Not expecting her to really cook, Juan paused with his coffee and looked over. , Debra remained expressionless. Born into a rich family, she had always had servants to take care of everything, never needing to set foot in a kitchen. , , Search the website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.