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."

thinking? Why

too exhausted last night, and I

out, he'd find Drake to 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

Barton replied,

shifted back to Debra.

offered to push his wheelchair, but

himself into

didn't mean to hide this from you.

your energy for explaining it to Marion

any slap. Andrew, always the composed one, was

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

en

bitter irony that Debra now found herself benefiting

Andrew asked, "You're sure you

Debra nodded. "I'm sure."