Return of the Crowned Heiress (Felicia)
Return of the Crowned Heiress Chapter 439

Chapter 439

Myra coughed as the ash and smoke made her feel nauseous. She was repulsed and angry. She had never been treated this way in her entire life.

Up until this point in time, she had barely faced any hardships. Before she got married, she was supported by her father, Clive. After getting married, Dexter had beenshowering her with endless love and allection. It was safe to say that she had been living an extremely sheltered life. That was one thing she lud in common with Kayla

Unfortunately for her, the two people who usually protected her were both unavailable today. Clive was dead while Dexter was currently being stepped on

Myra was fuming. “Where did all you savage dogs come from? If you keep going around attacking people like this, you might just end up-

The rest of her sentence turned into a pained cry. Mason had tightened his grip on her hair, and her face paled from the burning pain

Dexter tried to lange forward to protect his wife but was held down by the men.

Mason slapped Myra across the face before staring directly at Dexter. He let out a sinister laugh and asked, “Are you still feeling tight–lipped, Mr. Fuller? I have all day, but your wife might need to suffer for a little while more.”

“Let her go, you bastard!” Dexter desperately struggled against their hold.

Did Kayla manage to get help? Has she informed someone of the situation yet? If no one was coming to their aid, he’d probably get beaten up a okay. He was just afraid that something unfortunate would happen to Myra!

Just as he expected, Mason began clicking his tongue. His gaze fell on Myra as he gradually grew bolder.

a bit more. That was

“You look so young for your age, Ms. Fuller. Your skin is still so soft and supple. No wonder you were known as the most beautiful woman in Khogend back then. You’re still as pretty as ever. My heart aches when I see you cry.”

Mason’s hand slowly brushed across Myra’s face. When Myra struggled against his touch, he slapped her across the face again.

Her hair was now a mess. She looked slightly afraid, but it was too late as Mason was already ripping her shirt open.

“Let go of me! Don’t touch me–you animal!” Myra was screaming hysterically.

Dexter, who was pinned to the ground, suddenly managed to break free from the men’s restraints. Growling, he pounced at Mason! Mason dodged the punch that Dexter had thrown his way

trying to console his wife.

Dexter protected Myra despite his bleeding nose. The blood had trickled all the way down to his chin. Even so, he was tryin “Don’t be afraid…” he said.

“What a lovely couple,” Mason scoffed, “Since you insist on doing things the hard way, I have no other choice than to continue beating you up. Give them hell, boys!”

Mason’s lackeys rushed toward Myra and Dexter. One of them picked up their weapon and struck Dexter’s head with it.

“No!” Myra’s eyes widened in shock as she watched Dexter’s body shake before blood started flowing down the side of his head.

Dexter’s eyesight turned fuzzy. His grip on Myra loosened before he lost consciousness and fell to the ground. It wasn’t clear if he was still alive.

Mason pursed his lips. Instead of stopping his actions, he barked, “Did I ask you to stop? Carry on!”

Even if Dexter was still alive, he was bound to end up dead if they continued beating him up like this. Crying, Myra covered his body with her own. She was shulding, but she insisted on protecting her husband.

Just as the mate was about to hit them again, the man holding it suddenly froze and let out a pained cry. While everyone was confused, multiple silver needles came flying over. The needles pierced into the men’s bodies.

All of a sudden, the men started to yell in pain.