Divorced the Cheat Married the Fleet (Camilla and Lance) novel Chapter 530

She fought back desperately, trying to scratch and punch Caleb, but it was completely useless.

The events of this single day had completely shattered Davina's reality, and her heart sank into an abyss of despair.

A colossal wave of resentment nearly suffocated her, leaving her trembling uncontrollably with sheer hatred.

Barnard!

That ungrateful, backstabbing bastard!

He was the one who kept preaching about repaying her kindness.

He was the one who coaxed her to stay by his side, manipulated her into cutting ties with her family, and swore he would only love her for the rest of his life. And now, he had abandoned her without a second thought.

It was all her fault for trusting that heartless monster. If she hadn't...

If she hadn't believed Barnard's lies, if she were still a daughter-in-law of the Green family, her first husband might not have had money, but he listened to her every word. How would she have ended up like this?

No, no, that wasn't right. She refused to live that impoverished life. She had made the right choice.

It was Camilla! It was all Camilla's fault! It was all Camilla! Even after getting divorced, she still insisted on entangling herself with Barnard, which caused his heart to stray.

If Barnard hadn't changed his mind about her, he would never have abandoned her. This was all Camilla's fault!

The burning hatred ironically cleared Davina's mind.

She absolutely could not die here. She was going to get her revenge. She was going to make Camilla pay for stealing everything from her.

Breathing in the vile, fishy stench of the man on top of her and listening to his heavy panting, Davina's eyes blazed with intense fury. Moving quietly, she extended one hand toward the corner of the deck.

A little closer. Just a little closer.

Her fingertips finally brushed against something ice-cold.

It was the sharp head of a fishing spear, casually tossed onto the deck.

Caleb clearly hadn't used this dilapidated boat in ages and hadn't bothered to clean up the junk, which worked perfectly in Davina's favor.

She gripped the freezing metal tightly. Right when Caleb's guard was at its lowest, she used every ounce of strength in her body and drove the spearhead directly into his neck.

Blood.

Bright red blood splattered all over Davina's face.

The scum who had just been pinning her down stared at her in absolute shock. His strength instantly vanished, and Davina fiercely kicked him aside.

She gasped heavily for air while Caleb glared at her, his eyes blazing with fury. "You... you..."

He had lost all motor function. When he opened his mouth, his voice sounded like a broken bellows, unable to form a complete sentence.

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