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

Chapter 815

"Who did this to you? Was it Drake?" Andrew asked, his fingers digging into her wrist as if he could crush the truth out of her.

Debra winced, trying to pull back, but his hold was unyielding. "It's not that serious."

"Not serious?" His voice rose, cutting through her excuses. "You think these marks are nothing?"

Debra's gaze dropped. Of course, she knew the gravity of the situation. But what was done was done. All she could do was find a way to survive it.

"Drake only injected me once. The dose was weak."

"Has it taken effect?"

Once someone was injected with drugs, just one dose could make them addicted. Even a weak dose was deadly.

"Yes, but it was bearable."

you thinking? Why didn't you tell

quickly pulled her hand back and explained, "I was too exhausted

to confront Drake, they had to plan

Barton replied, hurrying

shifted back to Debra. "Come

to push his wheelchair, but

into the elevator,

to hide this from

your energy for explaining it

words hit her harder than any slap. Andrew, always the

to draw Debra's blood for analysis. Everything in Andrew's home

en

bitter irony that Debra now found herself benefiting from

the results, Andrew asked,

Debra nodded. "I'm sure."