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

saw him this angry. She quickly pulled her hand back and explained, "I was too exhausted last night,

wanted to confront Drake, they had to plan carefully. Rushing in without preparation would be suicide. Andrew fell silent, turning to Barton. "Get a

replied,

to Debra.

offered to push his wheelchair, but he waved her off. "It's

into the elevator, clearly

to hide

for explaining it to Marion

her 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

en

bitter irony that Debra

results, Andrew asked, "You're sure you were only injected

Debra nodded. "I'm sure."