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

"Are you going to confess or not?"

A sharp voice reached Drake's ears. Through blurred vision, he saw someone

pick up the whip again.

His lips curved into a faint smile. "Come closer, and I'll tell you."

The interrogation had already gone on for a day. No matter how tough someone

was, they couldn't hold out any longer.

The henchman smirked and stepped forward. Drake's voice was barely audible,

but he had to go closer.

"That thing is in hell," Drake whispered, suddenly breaking free from the ropes

that bound him.

In the next instant, he snatched the whip and wrapped it around the henchman's

neck.

Then, like the first time he killed someone, he pulled back with all his strength.

Both times were life-or-death situations. Despite his struggles, the henchman

less than a

the ground, feeling drained. That

in his chest.

light footsteps came

inwardly, 'This is fate the karma for

he wasn't afraid. Death was something he could face

and

eyes, which had been unfocused, cleared

ground, he turned his head and saw Debra running

Marion right behind

again. This woman just wouldn't leave

since meeting Debra, his life had

his casino was destroyed,

and both

fiancées had their marriages

Finally, he lost

of the

she kept taking advantage of him. No other rich lady could compare to her

terms of saving money.

in there. The doctor is coming," Debra

rushed up. "Let

your help," Drake said

stubborn, okay? It isn't

time," Debra said,