From Heartbreak to Happily Ever After Novel

Shelia’s public tantrum drew the attention of everyone around them.

People outside the restaurant cast curious and disapproving glances at Debra and Juan, their expressions filled with silent judgment.

“Sir.” Joe rushed into the scene, but Juan’s steely gaze cut through him like a knife. “Who brought her here?”

“…” Joe stammered, unable to form a coherent response. He knew it was useless to excuse himself, Hidden in the bushes outside the hotel, a figure snapped a photo of the drama and slipped away. Debra’s patience was wearing thin. “You keep making a scene. Don’t bother me.” © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

“You’re not allowed to leave.” Shelia, her face contorted with jealousy and rage, grabbed Debra’s hand. Everyone, look. This woman is divorced and trying to seduce my husband.”

More and more people gathered around. Juan snapped, “Shelia, what do you think you’re doing?

“I’m carrying your child. Yet you’re here looking for your ex–wife. Do you even want this child?”

“I never wanted this child.”

Debra heard the familiar words from her past life. Only this time, they were directed at Shella. Debra felt a pang in her chest, remembering her own loss.

“Go home and argue among yourselves. Don’t drag me into this.”

Debra tried to shake off Shelia’s grip, but before she could, Shelia dramatically fell backward.

Debra instinctively reached out to help her, but Shelia ignored the gesture and instead pinched Debra’s hand.

Debra pulled back, watching as Shelia hit the ground.

“Ah, my child…” Shelia wailed, her voice filled with false agony. “You wicked woman, you want to harm my child. Juan, why are you just standing there? Hurry up and take me to the hospital.”

Debra sneered, seeing through Shelia’s poor acting. Shella had no idea what true pain felt like–the pain of losing her child.

Juan glanced at Shelia and then at the crowd’s strange looks. If Shelia continued to cause a scene, things would only escalate, and Debra would be further implicated.

Joe quickly stepped forward, trying to help Shelia, but she completely ignored him. His hand hovered awkwardly in the air.

Left with no choice, Juan picked Shelia up, his voice low as he instructed Joe, “Go get the car. Let’s go home.”

“Yes, sir.”

Debra stood still, watching as Shella cast her a triumphant smile.

“So what if Juan likes you? I am carrying his child, and he has to accommodate me.”

As Debra watched Juan carry Shella away, she wasn’t thinking about the judgmental looks from the crowd. Instead, she thought if Juan had been this responsible towards her child in her past life, her child might have been alive.

Sure enough, she was not that important in his heart. Even if Shella was acting so poorly, he still valued the child she was carrying.

Debra slowly walked out of the restaurant, her mind a whirl of thoughts. As she reached the door, she heard a woman’s voice from behind her.

“Sir, are you okay? Let me help you up.”