The ultimate husband

Chapter 5883

No. Ninth Lady could not just die like this.

Bowen exploded with unexplainable energy out of nowhere as he cried out. He charged out of the throng of black armored army riders surrounding him, throwing himself onto Veron. Thump!

Tyson's blow landed heavily on Bowen's back. He let out a dull hum, blood spraying from his mouth as he collapsed onto Veron.

"Big guy!"

Veron trembled at the sight, tears pouring from her eyes.

"You're going to live, Ninth Lady... you have to..." Bowen used the last of his strength to say the words to Veron slowly. "I'm going to lure Tyson to come after me, and you're going to get out of here. Promise me you will." Bowen had thought it through. He was going to pretend to give in and lure Tyson to his side to give Veron a chance to escape.

"No!"

Veron shook her head vehemently, tears pouring from her eyes. "I'm not leaving... There's no point in living if I'm going to spend the rest of my days alone! Why did you take that blow for me? Why..."

Veron sobbed as she spoke, feeling as if a knife was running through her chest.

Veron could clearly sense then that Bowen's aura was growing weaker by the second.

"I..."

words. "I... I like you. Come on now... I'm a warrior of the Raksasa tribe... How could I see the woman I love in danger

before he closed his eyes, breathing

trembled at the sight of Bowen losing his pulse, her mind whiting

tightly as she let out a loud wail. "Don't you scare me, you big idiot! Wake up, come on, please

images flashed through Veron's mind, and she regained her memories at once. She remembered, at last, that

memories of her

"Brother Bowen!"

continued to

him so intimately for the first time. "You're not

at me. I

this

too... please wake

weaker, as if the air was sucked out

be with him

expression did not move one bit as she sensed the power of the blow.

was inevitable... she was

very last second, and she opened her eyes back up. "You're going to