After Divorce, My General Husband Chasing Me Back

Love My Ex-Wife 65

Chapter 65 She Will Die in the Arena

1/7

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

2/7

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.

had already left, and those watching, hidden behind dark

just devoured a warrior wielding a spear in its last fight. "Tonight,

the Arena against this bear's relentless

3/7

five minutes pays two to one, and three minutes pays even money. Alright, let's get those

waved the microphone as the crowd

"I'm betting ten minutes!"

"I'm on five minutes!"

"Ten minutes for me!"

"Three minutes!"

cheers and

"Alright, betting is closed! Let's start the

She's not even flinching in front

else. Maybe she's tougher than

to this! She's so small; I

Die in the Arena what kind of power

on, girl! Show us what you've

sweetheart! I'm rooting

were finalized, the arena erupted in

4/7

eyes glued to

liar. You didn't believe

mercy, and now she's sitting there, staring down the bear without a hint of panic," Harrison remarked,

always blamed him. Even when

around Claire, leaving him to bear the brunt of the punishment, regardless

his gaze fixed on

in the Arena fully agreeing with Harrison's

so composed in the face of

did they know that Claire was

limbs stiff, her blood running cold.

5/7

to that horrific prison environment, where fear had

too well,

her bones screamed that any sign of resistance would only lead to

eager to

"Go! Go!"