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."

Debra's wrist was cuffed to the bedpost, her face streaked with tears.

covered her chest, purposefully revealing the

in his throat. Given how things looked,

been set up

worked for you for so many years. You

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

shot the handcuff that bound Debra, and threw his coat over

outside dared to interfere, and no one came to

Drake carried Debra through the hallway, the

Drake's arms, happy about her

frowned, glancing down at her.

scared,

a place in his

now,

her.

BUMS

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