Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right novel Chapter 1496

When she woke up the next morning, Debra instinctively reached out to feel around.

She muttered, "Marion, what time is it?"

There was no response. She opened her eyes and found Marion wasn't in bed.

After a quick wash, she went downstairs.

Marion, who had come back from his mission, was cooking breakfast in the kitchen. The sleeves of his black shirt were rolled up.

"You're up so early," he said, noticing it was only 7 a.m.

He had gotten used to Debra's routine.

"Breakfast is ready. Come eat," he added, setting two sandwiches and a bowl of oatmeal on the table.

Since Debra's injury, her health had been poor. While in the hospital, she'd repeatedly had fevers. Recently, she could only eat light food.

She had slept deeply last night, probably because she was exhausted.

After she took her seat, Marion sat next to her and began to gather her hair into a bun.

"You're getting better at this," she chuckled.

"Anything for you," he replied with a smile.

A bodyguard came in and reported, "Sir, the churches are under our watch. Shall we..."

He paused mid-sentence, noticing Debra was there, and stammered nervously, "I'm sorry for the interruption?"

After a quick bow, he hurriedly left.

Marion nodded vigorously, unable to speak.

"Take a rest after breakfast," she smiled, poking him in the forehead. "You stayed up all night, right? No more skipping sleep, okay? Save your energy."

Marion nodded again, and she was finally satisfied. "Eat up. I'll nap with you."

Drake had been saved, and the culprits hadn't made any moves against them yet. They didn't have to be on edge, chasing after clues.

They might as well treat it like a vacation.

Once breakfast was over, Marion stood up to clear the dishes. Debra sat on the couch, resting her chin in her hand.

He quickened his pace, realizing she was waiting for him.