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

Chapter 1838

Debra hesitated, then took his cup.

One sip, and her face scrunched. "Ugh, it's like syrup. How do you drink this?"

"Used to it," Drake said, sipping again.

Debra tried her own tea, but now it tasted bland. Just yesterday, she had tried one and found it good.

As they walked, the maple leaves drifted down. From his angle, she was striking. In truth, she was always striking. Her fire just usually outshone her looks.

"A question has been bothering me," she started. "Why do you always stare at me like that? Do we know each other?"

were hidden in his gaze, but there was no malice.

me of

"Really?"

Meeting her was bad

"That bad?"

She's sharp, and I can't outwit her.

hate her. You care

I'd care

and he softened. "Maybe you're right. Maybe I never hated

be friends.

up there. But if I jump again, it'll be because of

"I said I'd hang with you, but you gotta tell me why you're so down. I don't