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?"

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

asked the staff, and they recommended this for pain relief. Don't be

you had a tummy ache. I take this for my period cramps, so I thought

realization. She 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 the previous night's events, and she'd complained

a little misunderstanding. I had diarrhea,

"Oh, I'm

blush. The waitress

embarrassment.

something for

away." nos

and ran out of the room, afraid Drake would punish her there and

felt a mix of

toward the glass of red wine beside her. "Still think I'd drug

course, you wouldn't bother with someone like me," she said, downing her

bodyguard stumbled in, gasping. "Sir, it's Marion..." Before he could finish, he was hit from behind by an electric baton and fell to