Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right novel Chapter 1532

Michael was driving a convertible, and Debra sat in the passenger seat, watching the scenery outside.

Even this late at night, the city was alive with bright lights, bustling streets, and neon flashing everywhere.

The wind brushed against her face as Michael picked up speed.

She closed her eyes, letting the rush of the ride wash over her. Compared to everything she had been through, this was nothing.

After a while, she opened her eyes. "You've circled this area for half an hour. Think it's about time we head back?"

Michael slowed down. "Feeling better?"

Debra nodded. "A little. Probably not as fun as bungee jumping, though."

She used to be terrified of heights. But after everything she had faced over the past two years, extreme sports seemed almost childish compared to real life-or-death situations.

Michael chuckled, "I'll take you somewhere fun."

"Sure," Debra nodded, "if it helps me unwind."

"Buckle up." Michael stepped on the gas, and they sped through the city.

Soon, the car pulled up in front of a club. Michael got out first and opened the door for Debra.

She smirked, "I knew it. You're taking me to a nightclub."

"As I said, I'm the other version of you in this world." Michael took off his sunglasses. "So? Wanna check it out?"

"I never took you for the clubbing type," she sighed. "You've gone bad."

The text read, [Our booth is in the back. Got a few cute boys for you.]

Michael put a finger to his lips and winked at her with a sly grin.

For a split second, Debra thought that if he ever quit the film industry and worked at a club instead, he'd be the most in-demand male host in the business.

The booth in the very back was the biggest VIP section.

"Hey there."

And waiting there were six ridiculously attractive men, standing in unison like a perfectly arranged lineup of eye candy.

There was the innocent puppy type, the sharp-dressed bad boy, the intellectual yet secretly wicked one, the sunshiny golden retriever, the mature and restrained one with an air of mystery, and of course, the arrogant yet secretly sweet tsundere.