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

Almost instinctively, Drake grabbed Debra's arm.

He was shocked by her actions.

Debra was already dangling off the edge of the ship, the ocean waves crashing against her ankles. All it would take was for Drake to let go, and she'd plunge straight into the sea. "Mr. Lowe!" Peter was horrified.

Drake's voice was filled with fury as he shouted, "What are you waiting for? Get her up."

"I-I'll go get someone," Peter stammered.

"No need." Debra struggled against Drake's grip.

But he only tightened his hold. "Are you so eager to die?"

"My life is my own to decide. Either you give me the respect I deserve, or..." Debra insisted.

Drake gritted his teeth, anger flashing across his face. No one had ever dared threaten him like this before.

"Sir, I've got the rope."

"Pull her up."

"Yes, sir."

But even with it within reach,

he sighed, "Fine, you

working, Debra finally reached for the rope. But it wasn't enough for her. She grabbed onto it and flashed Drake

No one can tell

like that, she let go of the

"Sir, she fell."

"Stop stating the

away." Peter scrambled to follow

couldn't stop herself from swallowing à mouthful of seawater. Her chest tightened painfully as the salty liquid burned down her throat. She fought to keep herself from sinking.

in after her. The correct bet relieved her. Drake wasn't ready

few moments later, his men pulled her from the water, and Debra spat out a mouthful of seawater. Though she was

kas

victorious about the

she stood before Drake.

frustration. Where he should have felt the thrill of control, all