Go After My Ex-wife
Chapter 938 Drug Addict

Deanna was sleepy after she finished eating.

"You should go home, Zorion. I'm staying here tonight. It's not appropriate for a man to stay here," Deanna said while sitting on the bed.

Scarlette couldn't agree more.

Zorion rose to his feet and looked at his watch.

"I'll go back to my apartment. Call me if you need anything," Zorion went outside, where a group of girls were watching. Their gazes were envious and filled with poison when they looked at the girls in the dorm Raeleigh knew that she would not be able to live a peaceful life from now on.

"Go now, Zorion. I will call you if there is anything," Deanna did not get up from her bed. Zorion turned to look at Raeleigh once before leaving.

The girls behind him were extremely excited. It would be great if he was here to see them.

After closing the door, Scarlette asked, "Anyone going for a shower?"

"I'm not. I don't want to shower here," Deanna didn't feel comfortable taking a shower with her classmates. Moreover, the school's bathroom was completely different from her spacious bathroom at home. Therefore, she chose not to take a shower.

If she had to, she could always go to her brother's apartment.

On the other hand, Raeleigh needed a shower. She has been sweating all day. When Zorion was undergoing his treatment, she was busy supporting him.

She was almost frightened to death. If something really happened to Zorion, she would feel guilty for the rest of her life.

"I'm going to wash up. Deanna, are you okay on your own?" Raeleigh was still worried. After all, Deanna's identity was different from theirs. They couldn't explain what had happened to her. Deanna shook her head, "No, not okay. I don't want to be left alone."

"Then, I'll take a shower first. In the meantime, Scarlette will accompany you. When I'm done, Scarlette will go for her shower. Is that okay?" Raeleigh asked. Deanna nodded with a smile, "Okay." "No, I have to look after you. There are too many people in school who don't like you. I have to go with you," Scarlette refused firmly.

Deanna also felt the same way, "Then what should we do?"

Scarlette raised her eyebrows, "Why don't you go take a shower with us? Otherwise, just stay here alone. There's no other way."

"I'm not taking a shower here, and I can't be alone," Deanna said seriously.

"Scarlette, I'll be fine. Don't worry about me," Raeleigh tried to persuade Scarlette to stay. But she shook her head and decided, "No."

Deanna frowned " Scarlette, I've realized that you're always very ruthless to me. You're obviously targeting me."

"That's right. My thoughts exactly."

"Alright, stop this. Deanna, why don't you come with Scarlette and me to the school's toilet? I'll go in first. You and Scarlette can wait for me outside. After I'm done, it will be Scarlette's turn, and I'll accompany you. Is this okay?"

Raeleigh could not think of a better way. Deanna thought that this was a good idea and agreed at once.

"Okay, great. Let's go," Deanna went to the door and waited as Raeleigh and Scarlette prepared their shower essentials. Then, they were headed toward the toilet.

When they arrived, Scarlette first went inside to have a look. After making sure that there was no one inside, Raeleigh went to shower. Then, it was Scarlette's turn.

After they finished showering, they went back to their dorm together. At this time, the bathroom was getting crowded. More people came to take a shower. Most of them were going to head to bed afterwards.

As Raeleigh and the others passed by, there would always be murmurs. Deanna was mad and wanted to fight them, but Raeleigh dragged her back to the dorm before she could speak.

"Raeleigh, you are too kind. Why do you tolerate them anyway? The reason they pick on you is that you don't fight back. You have to learn from people like Scarlette and me. If you are mad, you can beat them up. After that, whenever they see you, they will run far away. Understand?" Deanna was so angry that she began to blurt out a lot of words.

Scarlette, for the first time, found Deanna adorable.

"You finally said something that I agree. But don't expect her to change," Scarlette locked the door, and skipper over the matter.

She got on the bed and pulled the quilt, ready to go to sleep.

Deanna walked to the door and said, "Raeleigh, I'm going to find them, and I'm bringing you with me."

"Let's just go to bed," Raeleigh pulled Deanna back to her bed and covered her with the quilt.

"Goodnight," Raeleigh went back to lie down. She then turned off the light. She already had Scarlette to worry about. Now she had one more Deanna.

Zorion did not return to his apartment. After walking out of came out of the school, his men did not appear after a long time of waiting.

Soon, his driver came and Zorion got in the car and left.

"Master," The driver called. Zorion narrowed his eyes slightly and looked out of the window. He asked, "Have you found him?"

"Yes, he's a drug addict. We found a lot of drugs in his car. He was intoxicated when he bumped into you and Miss Anson. We chased after him and almost got into an accident on the way." Zorion looked at the driver, "Where is he?"

"He's been put under surveillance. Apparently, he has quite a strong addiction to drugs."

"Bring me to him," Zorion swiped through his phone and looked out of the window casually. At this time, the neon lights flashed illuminated the dark street, and there were pedestrians shuttling back and forth. After a while, they stopped in front of a warehouse, and the car door was pulled open. Zorion got out of the car and was given a pair of disinfected gloves by his driver. Accompanied by a group of his men, Zorion walked into the dark warehouse.

This was an abandoned factory on the outskirts of the city. No one had been here for a long time.

After entering the room, Zorion saw a man curled up on the ground, his body was trembling.

He did not look like a 25-year-old, his body was covered with scars and bruises. It was not difficult to guess how he got those scars.

Zorion walked over and stopped a few steps after. Someone immediately brought a clean disinfected chair for Zorion. He then sat down and leaned against the chair.

Someone got a basin of water and splashed it directly on the man lying on the ground.

The man's body trembled. He said in a hoarse voice, "Give it to me, give it to me... I want... I want drugs..."

"I want to see his face." Zorion was no longer a nineteen-year-old youth. Instead, he looked more like a mature man who had grown up in society. Regardless of whether it was his words or his aura, he was enough to give off a shocking aura, enough to force the people around him to take a step back.

Two of them followed Zorion's instructions and went over to the drug addict. They held the man up to his feet, and another held his chin to show the man's face to Zorion.

Zorion's gaze was very calm, revealing a faint but warm light under the dim streetlights.

"What's your name?" Zorion asked in a flat tone.

The person shook his head like a fool, "I don't know."

Zorion suddenly laughed, "You don't know?"

"Since you don't, I won't ask any more questions. Oh, by the way, your acting sucks," Zorion got up and walked toward the drug addict who was held by his men.