After Divorce, My General Husband Chasing Me Back

Love My Ex-Wife 65

Chapter 65 She Will Die in the Arena

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Claire, driven to desperation, lunged at Frederick, begging for mercy. But before she could even rise, his henchmen had her pinned to the ground.

Frederick and Harrison, seemingly oblivious to her pleas, turned and walked away without a second glance.

An hour later, Claire found herself in the largest underground arena in Kingstown.

Her eyes were covered throughout the journey, and she felt every turn and twist as she was transported in a car.

Eventually, Claire was led through a maze of corridors by a group of people.

Suddenly, the noise of a roaring crowd hit her ears. It felt as though she was in a vast arena, with the clamor of the audience echoing all around her.

But with her eyes still blindfolded, Claire could see nothing. The black cloth obscured every bit of light.

After what felt like an eternity of walking through the

cacophony, Claire was shoved into a space.

Chapter 65 She Will Die in the Arena

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The blindfold was ripped away, and blinding light hit her eyes.

As she squinted, Claire saw a massive, shadowy figure before her.

As her vision adjusted, she realized it was a colossal, bloodthirsty bear.

The bear stood at least twice her height, its bloodshot eyes glaring menacingly. A long scar ran down its face, and its teeth were stained with blood, which dripped onto the floor.

The ground and walls around her were smeared with fresh blood, still warm to the touch.

The familiar, nauseating scent of blood and the chaos of the crowd pulled her back to the memories of the prison.

The horrifying sound of bones snapping echoed in Claire's ears, and she sat there, frozen, unable to move.

there had already left, and those watching, hidden behind dark veils,

announcer's voice boomed through the arena. "Ladies and gentlemen, tonight we have the most thrilling match at the Black Bull Underground Arena. Our killing bear has just devoured a warrior wielding a spear in its last fight. "Tonight, we're not just watching a battle; it's a survival challenge. This young

in the Arena

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survives, the higher the odds. Ten minutes pays five to one, five minutes pays two to one, and three minutes pays even money. Alright, let's get those

microphone as

"I'm betting ten minutes!"

"I'm on five minutes!"

"Ten minutes for me!"

"Three minutes!"

cheers and shouts

to the center of the ring. "Alright, betting is closed! Let's start the showdown everyone's been waiting for!" "Oh! Oh!

flinching in front of that giant bear,

something else. Maybe she's tougher than she

looking forward to this! She's so small; I

Arena what kind of power

girl! Show us what you've

sweetheart! I'm

finalized, the arena erupted in cheers and roars, excitement

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lounged in the VIP section, their eyes glued to the massive screen displaying Claire, who lay helplessly before the monstrous

Claire has always been a pathological liar. You didn't believe me! Just look at her, completely unfazed by

sitting there, staring down the bear without

parents and grandmother always blamed him. Even when Claire was in the wrong, they'd say he led

ever had a spat, the family would rally around Claire, leaving him to bear the brunt of

his gaze fixed on Claire in

the Arena fully agreeing with

composed in the face of the

know that Claire was

limbs stiff, her blood running cold. She had

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to that horrific prison environment, where fear had become a second

fear all too well, yet her

memories etched deep within her bones screamed that any sign of resistance would only lead to more

Frederick and Harrison waited, eager to

"Go! Go!"