Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right novel Chapter 1842

Drake's mood soured further.

Debra peeked over. "What're you looking for?"

He avoided her eyes. "Nothing."

"Class is starting soon. Let's go," she suggested, walking ahead.

Drake frowned. "I didn't say I was going to class."

"Skipping at this school is a big deal," Debra said, dead serious. "If you don't wanna get kicked out, you better go."

"Do you have to worry about everyone's problems?" he sulked. "Are you just going around and convincing everyone to love life?"

She shook her head. "No one else around me would give up on life. They're all positive about the future."

"Yeah, right," he sneered. "A rich girl like you only knows other rich kids. Money, power, connections... Even if they do nothing, their future is set. Why would they off themselves?"

For those scraping by at the bottom, even a lifetime of hustle might not get them close to her world. That was the gap. The rich got to enjoy life. The poor were born to suffer and end their misery early.

"That's not true," she said, her voice dropping. "You think I've got it all, but I don't really have many friends."

"Is that so?" Drake asked, skeptical.

"You... You don't exactly seem like a good guy," she said cautiously. "But bad guys don't wear it on their face. I think you're just pretending to be bad, but deep down, you're not."

Drake stopped walking because her words echoed something Debra had said in the real world.

"What, am I wrong?" she faltered.

"Yes, you are. I'm not a good guy," he replied, walking off.

She hurried after him. "If you were really bad, you wouldn't have listened to all my nonsense."