My Gentle Wife is a Real Divine Being

Chapter 632

“Where is she?”

Drake scanned the surroundings, noting that there was nowhere to escape.

Peter replied, “She’s still in there. It’s been five minutes, and she hasn’t come out yet.”

“Check,” Drake ordered.

“Yes, sir.” Peter banged on the restroom door, his voice harsh. “Open the door.”

There was no response.

“Mr. Lowe is here, and there is no escape. Open the damn door!” Peter’s voice grew increasingly agitated, but there was still no response from inside.

He looked back at Drake, confused. “Could it be that she passed out again?”

Drake wasn’t a man known for patience. With a swift motion, he pulled a gun from his waist and fired at the lock. The door splintered with a loud crack, and he kicked it open.

“Move,” he barked.

found Debra standing by the sink, drying her

about the intrusion, she huffed, “Mr. Lowe, is there anything you

looked back at

called you like

were always crude, and with Drake having fired his gun, Debra

heard it.

good look around. The place is tiny. Where exactly do you think I could have escaped to? The vent?

flushed with embarrassment.

I respond

“You…” Peter spluttered.

“Enough!” Drake barked.

cold and rough. “I don’t like it when people push me. One more stunt, and I’ll throw you

that I’m not one of your women. I expect basic respect while I’m here. Otherwise, you might

a cold laugh. He had dealt with countless women before, but this was the first time

her wrist, and he dragged her out onto

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