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MY PRINCE HUSBAND HAS SEVEN WIVES AND I AM HIS FAVOURITE! - Chapter 89: Not seen any traces of poison
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... ng dragged across the cold, damp floor. Every breath she took burned in her lungs, the low oxygen suffocating her. Her head lolled to the side, dizziness threatening to consume her. If she remained in this place any longer, she would surely die.
Then—
She was lifted.
Two pairs of hands. Strong, unyielding. She tried to move, to resist, but her limbs were weak, unresponsive. Her mind screamed for air, air, air!
Just as she took a desperate gasp—
SPLASH!
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