Billionaire Ex-wife: I Can't Live Without You
Chapter 511

Meanwhile, in the log cabin, a battle was going on as well.

Although Sonny and Larry were good fighters; Tess men were no weaklings, either.

They clashed for about five minutes.

Nathaniel paused when he once again thought of Tess’ words.

He felt an unbearable pang in his heart.

He couldn’t waste any more time here.

A second apart from Lucinda was a second of her in danger.

“Sonny, come with me! We have to get to Lucinda.

The rest of you, cover us.

Everybody, now move!”

Back at the Crane Bridge, Abel and Rickey had managed to snatch a couple of machetes from their assailants.

They did not hesitate and hacked their way through the opponents.

But there were far too many of them, and their attacks seemed endless.

It wasn’t long before Abel and Rickey were exhausted.

They had cuts all over their body, but they gritted their teeth and held on.

Lucinda was already severely injured, and it was taking a toll on her body.

She was distracted for a single second, which earned her another slice in the arm.

Blood trickled from the wound, and the stinging pain made her tremble.

She bit her lip and tore off another piece of her dress to staunch the bleeding.

She looked around and took stock of the situation.

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Abel and Rickey were both covered in blood at this point.

If things went on like this, they would all be dead long before Cyrus’ men arrived!

Anger surged in Lucinda’s heart.

She made up her mind, there and then-she would make her enemies pay twice the amount of pain she suffered tonight!

She climbed up a boulder on the edge of the Crane Bridge, her hair blowing in the wind.

As bloody as her appearance was, Lucinda still looked magnificent when she smiled.

She swept a cold glance over everyone.

Despite her worn out state, she still exuded an air of dignity and pride, and some of the men found themselves trembling with apprehension.

“If this is where I die,” she yelled, “then so be it! But I shall carve my own path to death myself!”

With that, she jumped off the bridge and fell to the water thirty feet below.

“Miss Simmons! No!”

The last thing she heard was Abel’s desperate cry, before the water clouded all her senses.

The night was dark and cold.

Only the blurry haze of the dim streetlamps reached her as she sank deeper into the water.

And as that light gradually disappeared, Lucinda began to feel an excruciating pain in her head.

Distorted images flashed in her vision one after another.

And then came a young, bright voice, ringing loud and clear.