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Chapter 5159
Veron had nearly used all of her internal energy on the ambush.
Heather was shocked to see the ambush. She realized Veron had been pretending. "You...
Veron, what are you doing?"
It never crossed Heather's mind to think Veron was such a wicked person.
Her viciousness and cold-bloodedness showed entirely on Veron's exquisite face.
"Don't call me that. I'm not close to you. I didn't want to do this either, but you stole
Ambrose from me. Now, die!"
Veron applied even more internal energy to her palm.
Under those circumstances, Heather tried to evade it, but the distance was too close.
However, she could not avoid it, and the palm slapped on her chest and created a
vibration sound.
Heather groaned in pain, and her body bounced a couple of meters away. Then, her body
dropped into the lake, and blood poured out from the corner of her mouth. The pain slowly
struck her body, and she could hardly tolerate it. She nearly fainted.
"You..."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHeather furiously glared at Veron. She wanted to scold Veron, but her condition did not
allow her to speak more than a word. Her heart vein was severely injured, and her elixir
field and internal energy were in shambles.
Luckily, Heather had cultivated a unique cultivation method from the Sea Mackie Clan. She
had used the special cultivation method to protect her body from the ambush. It helped to
offset some of the power, or she could have died.
Veron was delighted that her ambush was a success. She quickly got on her feet and
acted in a superior manner.
She laughed at Heather and taunted, "How dare an idiot woman like you be with
Ambrose? There can never be too much deception in a fight. Don't you know that theory?"
Veron grabbed her longsword, slowly walked toward Heather, and spat," I'm the only one
who has the right to be Ambrose's wife."
Her eyes were filled with murderous intent.
Since Ambrose was not around, no one would know that Veron was the one who killed
Heather.
Heather panicked and was furious to see Veron getting closer and closer.
'I can't die now. I want to stay together forever with Ambrose, but my heart vein is injured.
How am I going to defend myself from Veron?'
She was in despair while tears streamed down her cheeks.
"Heather!"
Just then, someone shouted out from far away. She turned around and saw Ambrose
rushing over with a flower wreath he had made himself. Her heart sparkled with hope
when she saw Ambrose.
Heather shouted, "Ambrose!"
She knew she was no longer in danger.
At the same time, Veron was so angry that she stomped her feet. 'Damn it!
Such bad timing. I just need a little bit more time to kill this seductress.* "Heather!"
Right then, Ambrose had reached and held Heather into his arms. He saw her pale face
and sensed she had lost her power. Due to her injured heart vein, Heather was very weak.
Ambrose choked, "Heather, don't frighten me. You'll be alright..."
His eyes turned red as he saw his beloved woman in such a weak condition. He felt like his
heart was stabbed by many knives.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHeather felt warm and happy when she leaned against Ambrose's chest. While being
weak, she forced a smile to comfort Ambrose.
"Don't cry. I'll be alright... I was just playing around with Veron and accidentally hurt her.
Don't blame her..."
In the end, her body finally crashed. Her vision turned black as she lost consciousness.
Being the kind-hearted girl, she refused to see Ambrose hold grudges against Veron even
when she hurt her.
"Heather!"
Ambrose howled as he embraced Heather tightly in his arms. Tears streamed down his
face like an open tap, and his voice trembled.
Veron did not look like she was bothered when she saw how sad Ambrose was. Instead,
she scoffed, "Ambrose, why are you crying? It's not like she's dead. We were just playing
together. Who would've known that she was so weak that she can't even handle an attack
from me?"
Even when Heather sided with Veron before she fainted, Veron did not appreciate it. She
even tried to use the chance to turn things around so she would not be blamed.