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.

with a sound that made the air feel heavier. In an instant, she slammed her knee into his stomach

with you,”

happened. Allison’s move had

an eye, he was on his knees, blood streaming from his mouth. His

into fiction with g

managed to say, his voice

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

deadly as Verruckt’s, if not

take out a traitor like you!” Before

from Jareth’s mouth in a violent

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

he could fully grasp the weight of