The Divorced Heiress Is Entering a New Marriage

“Don’t look at me; technically, your fight is with Debbie,” Jayden quickly said.

“In that case, let’s make our bet and leave them to sort things out,” Brandon suggested, pulling a clown mask from his clothes.

“Fine, this time, I’ll make you scream like a girl,” Jayden said, adjusting his zombie mask.

And with that, they headed off to the straw maze, where the others were waiting for their nighttime scare game, leaving the two women alone to talk in private.

“Um… Deborah…” Sophia began, noticing that Deborah still looked angry.

“Come, let’s get something to drink,” Deborah suggested, moving towards the area where they were packing up the food that had been offered to the children. She grabbed two bottles of juice and handed one to the blonde.

“Thanks,” Sophia said, accepting the juice.

“You know, Sophia, I hated you from the moment I met you because of everything you

Sophia grimaced at that.

did.”

“And you three didn’t stop hurting me until I said enough, and even then, you tried to keep hurting me, despite me stepping aside,” Deborah continued, glancing at Sophia, who made another face.

“I was angry that everything I had was falling apart because you rebelled.”

“So, in your logic, I should have stayed in that apartment until I died with James still in my womb?”

“Um, no… of course not, but…”

“But you know what? I don’t hate you anymore.”

“What? But… but I ruined your marriage.”

“Yep, and thanks to that, I’m in this position now,” Deborah stated. “And honestly, I’m grateful you interfered because it gave me the courage to leave those who were hurting me.”

“Does that mean you forgive me?”

“Yes, I forgive you because holding onto resentment would mean I still feel something for Roger, and that’s not the case. I want to leave the past behind and focus on my future and my new family.” This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

“Thank you, Deborah,” Sophia said, trying to move closer to hug her, but Deborah dodged her.

“I forgive you, but that doesn’t mean I like you or that we’re now friends.”

“Heh… yeah… I guess that’s fair.”

“Hm… we’re just acquaintances now, and that’s it. But I hope you do things right this time.”

“Yeah… that’s what my parents told me too.”

“In that case, I hope this time your happiness isn’t built on someone else’s misery because, as you’ve seen, it can backfire.”

“Totally agree, I’ve learned my lesson,” Sophia said with a smile.

Just then, they heard a somewhat effeminate scream from the straw maze. It startled them at first, but then they burst into laughter.

A few minutes later, Brandon and Jayden returned, laughing at what had just happened.

“You totally got me, man, haha! Alright, I lost, so guys, bring the bet,” Brandon said as some bodyguards came over with two black sacks and placed them next to Deborah.

“What’s this…” Deborah looked at the sacks, confused,

“Well, we’re off now. See you at Christmas for my nightmare before Christmas,” Brandon said with a grin.” Ready, sis?”

“Yes,” Sophia took his hand, waved goodbye to the couple, and headed to the car to go home.

Driven by curiosity, Deborah opened one of the bags and discovered it was filled with toys and candy.

“This is an extra for what we’ll take to the orphanage tomorrow.”

“Ah… so the loser has to give toys.”

“Exactly,” Jayden said as he hugged her. “By the way, you really surprised me tonight.”

“Why do you say that?”

“I thought you’d still hate her, and the sight of her still made me a little angry.”

“Were you spying on us?”

“Yes,” he admitted, kissing her neck.

“Well, I forgave her because there’s no reason to hate her anymore. Technically, she helped me, and now I have you, my beloved zombie.”

“You know, it makes me so happy to hear you say that,” he said, now kissing her lips. “I love it when you tell everyone that you’re mine and no one else’s.”

“Grr…how possessive,” she said, giving him another kiss before being swept off her feet and carried princess–style into the house, ready to enjoy their own private trick–or-treat for the rest of the night.

“Very much so, my little witch. How about you cast a spell on me or tie me up with a love charm?” “Pfft, you say the silliest things.”

“Well, I think you did cast a spell on me because I love you madly.”

“Well, I don’t remember doing that, but you must have enchanted me too because I can’t imagine living without you.”

“Then the love potion I gave you worked.”

“Of course,” she laughed as they entered their bedroom and settled into bed to show each other the depth of their love.