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."

were you thinking? Why didn't

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

they had to plan carefully. Rushing in without preparation would be suicide. Andrew fell silent, turning to Barton.

replied, hurrying

back to Debra. "Come with me

his wheelchair, but he waved

himself into the elevator, clearly

to hide this from you.

save your energy for explaining

any slap.

for analysis. Everything in Andrew's

en

that Debra now found herself benefiting

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

Debra nodded. "I'm sure."