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."

hanging right beside Debra. But even

jaw clenched, and he sighed, "Fine, you

rope. But it wasn't enough for her. She grabbed onto it

like being ordered around. No one can

that, she let go of the rope and

"Sir, she fell."

stating the obvious. Get someone in the water and bring her

Peter scrambled to follow

stop herself from swallowing à mouthful of seawater. Her chest tightened

in after her. The correct bet relieved

and Debra spat out a mouthful of seawater. Though she was drenched and should

kas

victorious about the

she stood before Drake.

stared at her, his chest tight with frustration. Where he should have felt the thrill of control, all he felt was the suffocating weight