Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right by Czy Season

Last night, Debra caught Ashley trying to drug her drink. She confronted Ashley, laying out all the risks and consequences, but Ashley, blinded by her desire to get close to Drake, drank the spiked wine anyway. After they changed clothes in the restroom, Ashley was immediately whisked away by Peter's people.

Debra had assumed Ashley got what she wanted, but now she was dead.

A chill ran down Debra's spine. If she had been the one taken to Drake's room last night, she might have met the same fate.

"Madam?" Ben pushed the door open and, noticing her pale expression, asked, "Didn't sleep well last night?"

"No, it's nothing," Debra replied, rubbing her temples and closing the news tab.

"Mr. Houston has been waiting downstairs for a while now. Should I let him up?"

"Are you his employee or mine? Why are you speaking up for him?"

"It's just that he's been down there for a while, and a lot of our employees have noticed."

"So? It's not the first time he's come by."

car full of

her vantage point, she could see Marion standing beside a convertible, its backseat overflowing with flowers. A small crowd had gathered to snap pictures. Debra's face darkened. Marion

sake of our

wants.

desk, though it was

up, you'll be spending a lot of

'Hello, Ex' and irritably slammed the

And should

the flowers? Tell him to

"Okay."

disappointment was clear as he left the office. Debra called him

"Yes?"

to park the car in the

"Right away, ma'am."

the window again, feeling

again, chasing her to the company.