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

his fate. In less than a

ground, feeling drained. That knife was still

in his chest.

light footsteps came from outside the

is fate the karma for all the bad things I've

afraid. Death was

and

eyes, which had been unfocused, cleared up in an

lay on the ground, he turned his

Marion right behind

eyes flickered. 'It's her again. This woman

since meeting Debra, his life had

his casino was

and both

fiancées had their marriages

he

of the

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

terms of saving money.

The doctor is coming," Debra cried

up.

Drake said weakly.

stubborn, okay?

Debra