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 tell

was too exhausted last night, and

Drake, they had to plan

replied,

shifted back to Debra. "Come with me

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

himself into the

didn't mean to hide this from you. I

your energy for explaining it to

than any slap. Andrew, always the composed one, was

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

en

bitter irony that Debra now found herself

asked, "You're sure you were only

Debra nodded. "I'm sure."