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

too exhausted last night, and I didn't want you

was far too dangerous. If they wanted to confront Drake, they had to plan carefully. Rushing in

Barton replied,

gaze shifted back to Debra. "Come

wheelchair, but he waved her off.

wheeled himself into the elevator, clearly

didn't mean to hide this from you. I

energy for explaining

harder than any slap. Andrew,

doctor swiftly prepared to draw Debra's blood for analysis. Everything in Andrew's home was state-of-the-art, designed for his

en

bitter irony that Debra now found herself benefiting

the machine processed the results, Andrew asked, "You're

Debra nodded. "I'm sure."