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."

Why didn't you

exhausted last night,

avenge her. But Orkgate was far too dangerous. If they wanted to confront Drake, they had to plan carefully. Rushing in without preparation would be suicide. Andrew fell silent, turning to

Barton replied,

to Debra. "Come

to push his wheelchair, but he

wheeled himself into the elevator, clearly

mean to hide this from you. I

energy for explaining it

her harder than any slap. Andrew, always the composed

guest room, the doctor swiftly prepared to draw Debra's blood for analysis. Everything in

en

that Debra now found

Andrew asked, "You're sure

Debra nodded. "I'm sure."