All Chapters of Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right: Chapter 901 - Chapter 910

Cathryn had believed Marion would never love anyone else. She thought he would eventually turn to her. But Debra's appearance shattered all her dreams.Cathryn clenched her fists. "If it weren't for you, Marion might hate me, but at least he wouldn't ignore me."Suddenly, the sound of a struggle echoed from outside. Several men burst into the room, surrounding Debra.Debra looked at Cathryn. "You and I are different. Do you know in which aspect?"Cathryn was taken aback, and she continued, "The person I loved fell in love with someone else. I foolishly gave him everything, thinking he would come back to me. But I realized that if someone doesn't love you, they just don't. Loving yourself is the only way to be loved by others. And I never intentionally hurt anyone. That's the difference between you and me."Just then, applause echoed from the doorway, followed by a familiar voice."What a moving speech! I almost shed a tear." Drake stepped into the living room, a cold smile on his

Cathryn's face paled as she realized that Drake had no intention of killing Debra."Then why did you even ask for my opinion earlier? How could you do this?" Cathryn's voice grated on Drake's nerves, making him rub his ears in annoyance.He couldn't stand stupid people, especially clueless heiresses like Cathryn.But given her connection to Liza, he felt compelled to explain, "If I killed Debra, wouldn't Marion come after me?"Cathryn was taken aback. "So, from the beginning, you never intended to help me? You just wanted to kidnap Debra to threaten Marion?"Debra chuckled, "Wrong answer. If he wanted to kidnap me, he would have done it already. Why go through all this trouble to have you negotiate with me first? He wanted to drag you into this. Now that you've helped him kidnap me, you're in the same boat as him."Cathryn's face paled. She hadn't expected Drake to be so calculating. "Why me?"She would rather have Marion hate her than know she was the one plotting against him.

"I..." Cathryn struggled to find the right words.Drake stepped in. "Miss Bernard intended to make amends with Mrs. Houston, isn't that right?""Yes, that's right," Cathryn said, her smile forced.Liza scoffed, "Cathryn, you're too kind. Why bother making amends with her? If you want Marion, I'll have my dad help you."Debra couldn't help but laugh at Liza's words.Liza glared at her. "What are you laughing at?""Nothing," Debra replied, restraining her smile. "I just think your dad is amazing. He can even help snatch someone else's husband. It seems there's nothing he can't do here.""Of course," Liza boasted, then realized she was being mocked. "Are you making fun of me?""Not at all," Debra said, her expression sincere. "I meant every word."Liza fumed, "This woman is infuriating. Drake, I want her out of here."Drake smirked but made no move to comply."Are you dull? Didn't you hear me?" Liza demanded.Cathryn quickly intervened, grabbing her hand. "Liza, please don't.

"I don't think so," Kale replied. "According to our previous intel, Debra might have relapsed on our new type of drug. Once one is hooked, there's no going back, especially if they've relapsed.""You're right," Drake said, picking up his newspaper again. "Debra is just bluffing. She doesn't want to admit she can't handle her addiction and is too proud to ask for help. So, she's pretending to cooperate.""Exactly," Kale agreed."Make her suffer a bit. If she asks to see me, tell her I'm busy," Drake ordered."Understood," Kale said, quickly leaving the room.It was already eight in the evening, and dinner had been prepared and sent to Debra's room.She looked at the array of dishes on the cart—salmon tartare, cherry foie gras, filet mignon, creamy corn soup."Mrs. Houston, here is your dinner," the maid said."Do you have stewed fish, braised beef, and salads? Oh, I don't like carrots, but anything else is fine," Debra requested."Of course, Mrs. Houston. We'll prepare that for

Drake nodded in agreement, and Debra breathed a sigh of relief.She couldn't believe he had fallen for her lies. He might be cunning with his enemies, but he was gullible when it came to women.Not even Cathryn would believe such a lie."Alright, I'll take your word for it," Drake said, tossing her a small vial.Debra saw a red pill inside the vial. She remembered what Andrew had told her about this new type of drug, sold as red pills that looked like candy to avoid suspicion.Drake watched her closely. "But I'm still not entirely convinced. What if your withdrawal symptoms disappear and everything you just said was a lie? Take the pill in front of me, and I'll believe you."Debra remained calm, quickly formulating a plan. "You injected me with the drug yourself. You should know better than anyone that it's not even been a month. No one could cure my addiction."Drake leaned back, resting his chin on his hand. "I know the dosage I gave you, but I still need to see you take it. A