Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right novel Chapter 1225

Robert didn't dodge, but the bullet didn't hit him.

It grazed past his ear, drawing blood.

But through that action, Robert figured out something. "You didn't tell her, did you? You're such a coward. If Debra found out that your love for her isn't what she imagines, would she still love you?"

With every word Robert uttered, Marion's gaze grew colder.

Unfazed, Robert pressed on, "I heard Mrs. Houston is picky when it comes to relationships. If she knew that the love between you two over the past year was nothing but a joke, do you think she'd kick you out of her world and hate you for the rest of her life?"

"You really have a death wish." Marion's face lost every trace of humor.

One of the men nearby quickly stepped forward, grabbing Marion's arm. "Sir, don't fall for it. He's trying to provoke you. If he dies, we'll never find out who's behind all this."

Marion's face was icy. Robert knew that was his true nature. He was born without emotions, sympathy, and empathy.

Medically speaking, people like him suffered from emotional detachment syndrome, a condition where they lacked feelings and couldn't form emotional connections. They didn't have the capacity for love.

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At the Potter Mansion, Debra woke up and looked around the room. Marion was nowhere to be seen.

"Marion?" she called out.

There was no response.

She got out of bed and turned on the lamp, accidentally knocking over a glass on the table.

The glass tipped over, shattering on the floor. Bending down to pick up the pieces, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her finger. Looking down, she saw blood.

Andrew picked up the cane resting by the sofa and said, "It's not that I can't walk. I just don't want to tire myself out."

Debra glanced at the coffee cup in his hand and asked, "You're still up at this hour?"

Andrew didn't answer, his keen eyes catching something. Her hand got injured. The cut wasn't deep, but blood was trickling from it.

He opened a drawer of the cabinet and took out a bandage and some medicine.

"There's a first-aid kit in every room. Didn't Barton tell you?"

"I don't really remember things like that."

Usually, Marion took care of such details for her.