After Divorce, My General Husband Chasing Me Back novel Chapter 317

Chapter 317 Take My Own Life 

In the chaos of the crowd, Claire fought with everything she had, determined to take down as many as she could. One less monster in the world was a small victory; two would be even 

better. 

After all, these were the kind of scum who thrived on tormenting women, and they all deserved to die. 

But despite her fierce determination, she hadn’t managed to kill a single one. No, to be precise, she hadn’t even come close. 

Claire had managed to pin one man to the ground, but just as she was about to finish him off, the others descended upon her like a pack of wolves. 

Two fists couldn’t hope to match four hands, especially when those hands belonged to a mob of men. 

It wasn’t long before they overpowered her, slamming her down to the ground. 

“Damn it! I thought I was in for a treat with this little 

firecracker, but turns out she’s just a thorny rose. Well, I’ll enjoy plucking those thorns one by one.” 

‘Hahaha, I like that–thorny rose! But it doesn’t matter if you’re a rose or a cactus; once you’re here in Crimson Lane, we’ll strip you bare and squeeze you dry,” another chimed in. 

“No, you’ve got it all wrong. Even the fiercest tigress that 

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crowd. 

“Exactly! Well said!” 

The men roared in agreement, their excitement palpable. 

Claire gritted her teeth, seizing the moment while they were distracted to fight back. 

She continued to strike, but the odds were stacked against her. 

Meanwhile, Harrison sat in his car, watching the chaos unfold. 

He observed Claire battling for her life, the ground beneath her stained with drops of bright red blood. 

He watched as she was tossed and turned, her clothing shredded, her body becoming a canvas of crimson. 

At that moment, he could no longer tell if the blood on her was hers or theirs. 

He had never witnessed such a vivid display of violence in Crimson Lane before. 

The air was filled with the men’s heart–wrenching shouts and Claire’s desperate screams. 

Time seemed to stretch endlessly until, at last, the chaos began to quiet down. 

Claire lay there, drenched in blood, utterly exhausted, her strength completely spent. She collapsed onto the ground, letting the hands of her tormentors reach for her. 

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She knew she was beyond the point of fighting back. 

If this was the end, then so be it. 

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“Look at you, all out of fight. What happened to your bravado?” one man taunted. 

“Listen up, you little slut. Here in Crimson Lane, it doesn’t matter who you are–a high–born lady or a sweet girl from a humble home. In the end, you’re all just our playthings.” 

“We’ll take our time with you, one by one, until we’ve had our fill. 

“Who knows if you’ll even survive this? We’ve never seen anyone withstand our torment and live to tell the tale.” 

“No, there have been survivors, but they all knew their place. Unlike you, you filthy whore, daring to fight back!” 

“What a worthless piece of trash! You must be tired of living!” They laughed, their voices dripping with contempt. 

Claire lay there, her body heavy with humiliation, listening to their relentless taunts. 

Finally, she closed her eyes, contemplating biting her tongue to end it all. 

But at that moment, with her teeth poised on her flesh, Claire hesitated. 

voors in prison, she had faced countless brushes with 

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