Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right novel Chapter 1867

Feeling Andrew nearby, Debra slept soundly. There was no more tossing.

Late at night, Andrew finished work.

A single dim lamp glowed in the room. He took off his gold-rimmed glasses and rubbed his brows.

Debra had kicked off her blanket again. He got up and tucked her back in.

As he did, she suddenly grabbed his arm and rolled over with a sweet smile, like she was dreaming of something nice.

Andrew let her hold on.

Nearby, a Teddy Bear pillow sat, worn from years. He'd given it to her when she was ten.

Back then, he'd stopped sleeping beside her, and she had cried endlessly. She loved hugging his arm to sleep, so he got her the bear.

The day she had gone home, she had sobbed hard. He had refused to see her off, believing dependency wasn't always good.

He couldn't promise to always be there. The bear could.

...

The next morning, sunlight filtered into Debra's room.

Her head throbbed, but she felt oddly rested, like someone had stayed by her side.

She looked at the teddy bear in her arms. "Were you with me last night?"

"Miss Frazier," Barton called after her, but she was gone.

In the study, some executives were reporting to Andrew.

He wore his gold-rimmed glasses, exuding a cold, untouchable aura. His glance caught Debra outside the door.

"That's enough for today. You can go," he said.

"Yes, sir." The executives filed out, smiling at Debra as they passed.

Debra smiled back, and Andrew stepped out.