Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Over forty men dressed in black charged forward from both sides at the leader’s command.

Gwendolyn’s expression was solemn as she grasped Elven’s and Ezra’s hands and whispered, “I’ve already informed Treyton. Don’t risk your lives to fight them. I want both of you to stay alive!”

Just a moment ago, she had secretly sent a message using her phone while speaking to the assassins. She only needed to hold on for ten more minutes before Treyton’s men arrived.

Upon hearing this, Elven and Ezra became even more determined to protect her at all costs and attacked the approaching assassins brutally, showing no mercy.

The tight-fitting gown made it difficult for Gwendolyn to lift her legs.

She immediately tore off a small strip of fabric from the slit of her gown and quickly wrapped it around her right shoulder to stop the bleeding.

While she was doing this, an assassin suddenly charged at her.

She swiftly dodged to the side and kicked the man’s groin with her twelve-centimeter stilettos. His face turned pale from the pain, and Gwendolyn knocked him out by hitting the back of his neck before he could react.

With forty men against three, the scene was extremely chaotic.

Meanwhile, a fierce and bloody fight broke out in the cabin.

Nico and Neville were strong, but Samantha’s men were too. The chaos lasted for five minutes.

As Maverick thought of Samantha’s earlier words, his heart twisted in pain.

He couldn’t wait any longer. The longer he stayed here, the more danger Gwendolyn would be in.

“Nico, come with me to save Gwendolyn. Everyone, cover us and retreat!”

The scent of blood permeated the air on Crane Bridge.

Elven and Ezra had each snatched a machete from their opponents. Their gazes were filled with rage as they attacked relentlessly.

However, too many enemies were charging at them, one after another. Their strength was drained within just a few minutes, leaving them barely able to fend off the onslaught. Although the blades slashed their backs and legs, they simply gritted their teeth and withstood the pain.

Gwendolyn was already injured, so her strength depleted fast. A momentary lapse of concentration had her being slashed in her arm again.

arm was stained with a long trail of blood. The pain

hand, bit her lower lip to endure the pain, and quickly read the

wounded and covered in blood, were still fighting

die before

watched blood splattering everywhere,

will surely make them pay a thousand-fold, even a

on one of the stone pillars on Crane Bridge,

her bloodstained face still

down with a cold gaze from above, her pride and aloofness remained undiminished despite her being

from those who want to kill me,

she jumped off the ten-meter-high Crane

“Ms. Shalders! No!”

desperate scream was the last thing she heard before plunging

she couldn’t see anything in the water. The dim yellow glow from the streetlights on the bridge

she suddenly experienced an intense headache while unclear

saying, “Miss, please buy a bouquet. You’re as beautiful as these flowers! Miss, why do you have a dad, but I don’t? Can you share your dad with

is it? Who

throbbed with unbearable pain. A blurry image of a young girl staring

little girl’s blurry face,

deeper into the lake due to the loss of

I going

Her consciousness gradually faded.

someone grabbing her tightly before giving her oxygen through his mouth,

the first thing she saw was

you feeling

raspy voice rang

head, and Treyton’s handsome face gradually came

a hoarse voice, she called out,

speak for now. Your fever just

rubbed her head. Although distraught, he couldn’t bear to raise his voice at her as he scolded, “You’ve got to be kidding me. Winter is just around the corner, and the lake is freezing cold. Besides, you

pale lips curled into a faint smile, reassuring him. Then she asked, “How are Elven and

see her worrying about others immediately after waking up but still replied softly, “They’re fine. Although they have many cuts, none of the injuries are critical. They will recover after