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."

bedpost, her face streaked with tears. Her clothes were torn

purposefully revealing the whip

throat. Given how things looked,

been set up by

worked for you for so many years. You gotta believe me.

finish, Drake pulled out a gun and, without hesitation, fired at Peter's leg. The deafening shot echoed in the room,

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

outside dared to interfere, and

the

trembled in Drake's arms, happy

frowned, glancing down at

scared,

place in his mind. A beast like him rarely cared

least for now, he

her.

BUMS

room was clean and empty. There were no decorations, no TV, no