Chapter 1850

Juan's blue eyes seemed to penetrate her.

Debra squirmed, feeling naked in front of him.

"Whatever," she muttered, grabbing the pack and pulling out a cigarette.

She stuck it in her mouth, but when she tried to light it, Juan spoke up. "You gotta inhale when you light it."

She tried, but she couldn't even get the lighter right. Frustrated, she tossed the pack down.

"So what if I don't know how to smoke? Go tattle on me," she sulked, leaning back.

Juan was unfazed. "I'm not gonna do that."

"Aren't you?" She eyed him suspiciously. Follow current novᴇls on FιndＮovel.net

"You act like a bad kid at school only because you're scared of getting hurt," he said.

"You're full of it." Her eyes flickered. "Who dares hurt me, the heiress to the Frazier family?"

"Well, you're living under someone else's roof," he said, laying it bare. "You don't go too hard in school because you're afraid they will come after you. But you can't look too dumb either, or you'll embarrass them. So, you pretend to be tough to keep people off your back."

"That's just your guess," she said, looking away. "Unfortunately, I'm not that smart."

"You don't have to open up if you don't want to. I just don't want you to get hurt. I can't promise much, but I can make sure you do what you want in Seamar City and stay safe."

"If being your fiancée is so great, why pick me? Given your status, girls must be throwing themselves at you." "There was a girl who loved me for a long time. She gave me everything. I ignored it, and then I lost her."

"What happened next?"

"She chose another guy."

"What guy is better than you? She must've been blind."

After all, Juan was Seamar City's top dog. He was loaded, good-looking, and loyal.

She didn't think any other man could top that.

"He wasn't just better. He loved her more," Juan muttered. "I thought no one could love her like I did. But I learned love isn't forcing what you think is best on someone. It's respect, letting go, and letting them do what they want. Not tying them down in the name of love."

"Makes sense," Debra said, cutting into her steak.