Divorced and Dominant Now You Cry novel Chapter 943

Chapter 943

It wasn’t long before Queenie arrived in front of Ashton. She waved her hand, creating a sealed domain centered on him, while strands of spiritual energy continuously fell onto his body, quickly steadying his condition.

She took out a crystal–clear pill from her sleeve and placed it into Ashton’s mouth. Using her own spiritual energy, she guided him to absorb and refine the spiritual energy within the pill.

Ashton’s breathing gradually stabilized, though he continued to bleed from his wounds.

Queenie looked intently at Ashton, pausing in surprise as she noticed that his body was already healing itself. She chuckled softly and said, “Let’s head back to Javonbury!”

“H–How about Ashton, Ms. Nolan?”

“You can rest assured that he’s not going to die. As for when he wakes up, that depends on him,” Queenie stated calmly.

Thus, as the sun gradually set, the conflict at Terminus Cliff reached its final conclusion.

It was beyond anyone’s expectations that the fight for the King of Javonbury title would involve such numerous complications. Although certain details were suppressed, the level of discourse about the encounter remained substantial across various circles.

Javonbury experienced a shift in its overall order.

Ashton had undoubtedly become the true King of Javonbury, overseeing the criminal underworld and the establishment, and the Legion established its base of operations there.

With a steady flow of spiritual resources and capital, the organization returned to its former glory and began a new era of growth.

Javonbury gradually stabilized following a round of upheaval under the reforms of George and the Legion, though Ashton remained unconscious.

Ashton was lying flat on the large bed at Nimbus Summit Heights. His injuries had healed, his breathing had stabilized, and his complexion had regained some color, yet he remained in a deep coma and showed no signs of waking.

“It’s all going well right now, so please wake up, Ashton,” Kayla said with a sigh as she gazed at Ashton’s sharp features.

In the days that followed, many people came by to see Ashton, but he never regained consciousness, as if some kind of curse had afflicted him.

Ashton was, at that time, trapped in a dream he couldn’t escape. He was suppressed in an endless nether abyss, unable to get out. feelings of despair and hatred surged through him, slowly eating away at his resolve.

It was then that a familiar voice sounded, weaving into Ashton’s spiritual sense.

“Do you feel my pain now, Ashton? You ought to know that in this realm, there is no progression of space or time only perpetual darkness and isolation, only incessant resentment and anguish. I have withstood this for eons! I’ll be returning to the mortal realm soon, Ashton!”

Ashton’s

eyes

snapped open. He finally encountered the entity sealed within his soul, within his Sea of

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Consciousness–the one known as Lord Ashdrake.

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