Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 903:

Subject 001

The moment the words left his lips, Jareth darted toward Allison with the swiftness of an arrow.

“Go to hell!” he shouted, his voice sharp with determination.

His resolve was unwavering; he fought as if his life depended on it.

When he drove the dagger forward, he poured every ounce of strength into the strike. The speed was incredible — too fast for anyone to escape. Yet, to his shock, Allison didn’t flinch or move. She remained perfectly still, as if frozen in place.

“Jareth, you’re the one rushing toward death,” she said, her voice cold and steady. To her, his attack seemed sluggish. It was no surprise, though; Jareth had already taken a beating in his earlier clash with Gordon.

it with a sound that made the air feel heavier. In

time to deal with you,” she said, her voice

understood what had happened. Allison’s move had been too fast for

the blink of an eye, he was on his knees, blood streaming from his mouth. His face twisted in pain and

g

are that assassin,” he managed to say, his voice

him as his body quivered, wracked with agony. He had believed his powerful attack would leave her badly wounded.

as deadly as Verruckt’s, if not more

traitor like you!” Before he could say another word, her foot connected with his chest in a

Jareth’s mouth in

his fading vision filled with Allison’s emotionless face, glowing

reminded him of Verruckt — a true monster. Before he could fully grasp the weight of his realization, his life slipped