From Heartbreak to Happily Ever After

Chapter 649

Peter’s face loomed closer, his hands tearing at Debra’s blouse.

The ripping sound of fabric seemed to thrill him further as he lifted the whip and lashed it down hard on

her.

Debra screamed in panic. “Help! Somebody, help me.”

”

Just then, the door burst open. Peter jumped, frantically pulling up his pants.

“Damn, who the hell is ruining the fun?”

He hadn’t even finished his cursing when he spotted a brooding Drake at the door.

“M–Mr. Lowe,” Peter stammered, collapsing to the floor

out a shaky breath. Drake had arrived

all a misunderstanding.” Peter stammered, pointing at Debra. “It was her. She came onto

wrist was cuffed to the bedpost, her face streaked

her chest, purposefully revealing the

died in his throat. Given how things looked,

suddenly realized he’d been set up

so many years. You gotta believe me. It was her.

a gun and, without hesitation, fired

the room, followed by Peter’s scream, filled with agonizing

bed, shot the handcuff that bound Debra, and threw his coat over her shoulders. He then scooped her up

outside dared to interfere, and no one came to

Debra through the hallway,

arms, happy about

frowned, glancing down

scared, but

beast like him rarely

to his bedroom. Unlike Peter’s, Drake’s room was clean and empty. There were no decorations, no TV,

it was unnervingly