Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right by Czy Season

Kale made way for her, and the guards pushed open the door.

The room was empty, and only the sound of water running came from the bathroom.

Kale got out and closed the door behind him. Debra wanted to leave, but two steaming cups of tea on the table caught her attention. It meant someone else had just been there.

The room was thick with the smell of tobacco. It was Drake's signature cigar, but the other ashtray was clean, meaning the other person didn't smoke.

She wondered who it could be when the bathroom door suddenly swung open. Drake appeared, his neck draped in a towel. A bathrobe hung loosely over his frame.

Debra gave him a once-over instead of looking away.

Having planned to intimidate her, Drake now shifted under her gaze. Any other woman would have shyly turned away.

He remembered the last time he had been in the shower. She had walked in and stared at him the same way.

woman had no sense

you looking at? Haven't you seen a

What's there to see? You have a chest,

words were crude, but she

and casually lifted a cup of

are you

if you caught

"Doubting me, huh?"

were behind everything, wouldn't

you here,

anger, Debra knew she

hypothesis. I was following you out of curiosity. But now, I can't rule out this possibility. After all, Marion and you have never gotten along,

f.n