The Almighty Alpha Wins Back His Rejected Mate
Chapter 1817

Caleb was hardly a doctor.

What could he possibly do for her?

The mere mention of his name, coupled with Debra’s steadfast attitude, stoked the flames of my jealousy and anger.

Caleb seemed so deceitful and untrustworthy.

He was unworthy of Debra.

Yet, I feigned agreement, acting oblivious as I continued to drive.

Despite my calm demeanor, I was secretly hoping that Debra would break down and, ideally, turn to me for support.

Lost in these thoughts, I caught Debra speaking to Caleb on her phone.

My jealousy surged.

Even in her distressed state, she reached out to Caleb.

Did her heart hold room for no one else?

I couldn’t stand it any longer.

So, I pulled over to the side of the road, determined not to drive another inch.

As I searched for a reason to suddenly stop the car, I turned and saw that Debra had passed out.

Her

mobile phone had slipped from her grasp and was lying at her feet.

I was shocked, not realizing the drug she had taken would be so potent.

Her face was flushed from the drug’s effects, and as my gaze shifted from her face to her chest, my pulse quickened.

Just then, Caleb’s voice echoed from the phone, desperately calling Debra’s name.

I picked up the phone, the sound of footsteps faint in the background.

I glanced at Debra, then back at the phone, and after a moment’s hesitation, I hung up.

I silently observed Debra’s profile, growing more fond of her with each passing second.

She had been so content living at my manor with Abby.

Why had she decided to leave?

I thought she should stay.

Moving closer, I reached out to unbutton her blouse.

But before my fingers could touch her garment, a fierce punch rattled the window beside her.

The loud crash rocked the car, setting off the alarm.

Despite our remote location on a dark road at night, a loud noise had drawn the attention of a few onlookers.

Feeling my opportunity to be intimate with Debra disrupted didn’t sit well with me.

Glancing up, I caught the repulsive expression on Caleb’s face outside the passenger window.

Strangely, his icy demeanor improved my mood.

Clearly, Caleb was rattled.

His anxiety was palpable, and it only made me less inclined to reveal Debra’s condition to him.

I intentionally kept the door closed and moved closer to Debra, ensuring Caleb could see her pinned beneath me through the window.