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

"Really?"

"Yeah. Spitting it out would be uncivilized."

"Good to hear."

"Is there anything else?"

"Not really."

"Uh..."

"Has he had dinner yet?"

The sudden question puzzled Barton. "Not yet."

"Perfect. None of us have eaten yet. I'll invite him to join us in the dining hall."

"Er..."

"I'll cook."

An apology should come with sincerity. Besides, Erica had told her earlier that Andrew was tough on the outside but soft on the inside. Persistence was the key. "You don't have to trouble yourself."

"It's no trouble. None of us have eaten anyway." Debra dismissed him with a wave and hurried downstairs.

Randy and Erica came back from their candlelight dinner. Debra grabbed them and sat them down in the living room.

"What's going on?" Randy asked, confused. "Isn't your wedding banquet still a few days away? Are you throwing a feast early?"

"Something like that. I'll cook for us."

Erica chimed in, "But we already ate."

"One more meal won't hurt." Debra dashed off toward the kitchen without giving them a chance to refuse.

Randy turned to Erica. "What's up with her? It's 8 p.m. already. By the time she's done, will it even still be dinner?"

"Maybe she's trying to apologize," Erica replied.

Deep down, she thought it might be better if Debra just groveled instead of cooking.

Debra quickly prepared food in the kitchen. Meanwhile, Barton wheeled Andrew downstairs.

Everyone gathered around the dining table.

"Quite the crowd tonight," Andrew remarked in a flat tone, his gaze drifting toward the kitchen where Debra was bustling about. "I didn't expect her to cook on her own."

SWI

Erica laughed dryly, praying Debra

would finish cooking quickly. Sho

couldn't stand sitting at the same table as Andrew and his frosty demeanor. noveldrama

Time ticked by. By 10 p.m., the group was still at the dining table, waiting.

Just then, Marion came back, looking exhausted after another long day preparing for the wedding.

He frowned at the scene. "Are you bullying Debra?"

Randy and Erica frantically shook their heads.

Debra finally came out of the kitchen, carrying two dishes. She brightened upon seeing Marion. "You're back. Wash your hands and eat."

Marion had already eaten earlier

during the wedding dish tasting. But

seeing the effort Debra had put in, he smiled and said, "Call me tucky. I haven't had dinner yet."

Randy almost blurted out the truth, but one sharp look from Marion shut him up.