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Return of the Crowned Heiress novel Chapter 510

Deep within the fog, Dexter and Myra staggered forward slowly.

Eventually, Myra collapsed. "I can't go on... I'm so thirsty... and so tired..."

They hadn't had a sip of water all day, nor anything to eat.

Even the strongest person would be on the verge of collapse, let alone someone like Myra, who had lived a life of luxury. The fact she had made it this far was already a miracle.

Dexter hurriedly reached out to help her up, but he was also at his limit, and he was a beat too slow.

Both of them fell to the ground, their legs numb and painfully swollen. They were so exhausted that they couldn't even lift a finger.

"I just want water..." Myra mumbled.

Water was everywhere in the rainforest. Whether it was on the leaves or in the puddles on the ground. Yet even as their throats burned with thirst, the couple had resisted drinking it.

Any water they drank from here would be teeming with bacteria and parasites. It would mean certain death if they got sick.

But pushed to her breaking point, Myra could no longer hold back. She crawled over and reached for a clump of leaves nearby, tilting her head back to drink the droplets clinging to them.

She had never been so desperate, yet water had never tasted as sweet. She crawled forward, drinking from one leaf to the next.

Dexter struggled to his feet, intending to stop her. But before he could speak, a rustling came from the fog behind him.

What was that?

Dexter took a few steps forward cautiously and sighed in relief when he didn't see any wild animals. That was until he noticed the fallen leaves were covered in something dark, like a layer of black mud. But why was the mud moving?

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