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."

lowered down, hanging right beside Debra. But even with it within reach,

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

it

like being ordered around. No one

she let go of the rope and plunged into the

"Sir, she fell."

"Stop stating the obvious. Get

scrambled

from swallowing à mouthful of seawater. Her chest tightened painfully as the salty liquid

she heard the splash of others jumping in after her. The correct bet relieved her. Drake wasn't

Debra spat out a mouthful of

kas

about

she stood before Drake.

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