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

Chapter 649

Peter's face loomed closer, his hands tearing at Debra's blouse.

The ripping sound of fabric seemed to thrill him further as he lifted the whip and lashed it down hard on her.

Debra screamed in panic. "Help! Somebody, help me."

Just then, the door burst open. Peter jumped, frantically pulling up his pants.

"Damn, who the hell is ruining the fun?"

He hadn't even finished his cursing when he spotted a brooding Drake at the door.

"M-Mr. Lowe," Peter stammered, collapsing to the floor.

Debra let out a shaky breath. Drake had arrived just in time.

"Sir, this is all a misunderstanding," Peter stammered, pointing at Debra. "It was her. She came onto me."

cuffed to the bedpost, her face streaked with tears. Her

hurriedly covered her chest, purposefully revealing

died in his throat. Given how things looked,

he'd been set up by

many years. You gotta believe me. It was

a gun and, without hesitation, fired at Peter's leg. The deafening shot

the bed, shot the handcuff that bound Debra, and threw his coat over her shoulders. He then scooped her up effortlessly into his

interfere, and no one

through the hallway, the maids

arms, happy about her

down at her.

scared, but

finally earned a place in his mind. A beast

now, he would not

her.

BUMS

Unlike Peter's, Drake's room was clean and empty. There were no decorations, no TV, no computer, and no books. And