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

Without a glance at the box, Drake handed it to Debra. "Take it."

"I won't," she blurted out.

Drake frowned. "You're sick. Do you want to end up in the hospital?"

"Who's sick? Who takes birth control pills randomly?" Debra countered.

Drake froze. "Birth control pills?"

Kale was just as confused.

Debra held up the box. "These are birth control pills. Don't tell me you don't know."

Drake stared at the box. The label didn't mention anything about contraception.

"It's norgestrel," he read aloud. "Where does it say birth control?"

speechless. It was almost unbelievable that a man like Drake, with all his power, had no idea what birth control pills looked like. "If they're not birth control pills, why are you making me take them?"

hurt. I asked the staff, and they recommended this for pain relief.

tummy ache. I take this for my period cramps, so

had indeed mentioned her tummy ache to Drake earlier, after eating at the restaurant. This morning, the pain had worsened due to the stress of

a

"Oh, I'm

blush. The waitress

embarrassment.

something for diarrhea

away." nos

and ran out of the room, afraid Drake would punish

felt a mix

wine beside

the finer things in life. Of course, you wouldn't bother with someone like me," she said, downing

the door burst open, and a bodyguard stumbled in, gasping. "Sir, it's Marion..." Before he could finish,