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."

Debra. But even with it within reach, she made no move

jaw clenched, and he sighed, "Fine, you won.

reached for the rope. But it wasn't enough for her. She grabbed onto it and flashed Drake a

don't like being ordered around. No one can tell

that, she let go of the rope and plunged into the

"Sir, she fell."

"Stop stating the

away." Peter scrambled

tightened painfully as the salty liquid burned

the splash of others jumping in after her. The correct bet relieved her. Drake wasn't ready to let

water, and Debra spat out a mouthful

kas

victorious about

she stood before Drake.

tight with frustration. Where he should have felt the thrill of control, all he felt was the suffocating weight of being