All Chapters of Spoiled By My Disabled Husband: Chapter 871 - Chapter 880

The entire process flowed as smoothly as water, without a hint of hesitation.Orville Quiller, standing behind her, subconsciously moved his fingers at his side when he saw her actions. A pang of heartache welled up within him, but in the next second, he forcefully suppressed the urge to step forward and stop her. He knew that, given the current situation, there was nothing he could do except stand still and watch. After all, he had no understanding of these matters, and rushing in blindly might not only fail to help but could also lead to unforeseen complications, which would be truly counterproductive.At this thought, a sense of powerlessness surged within Orville Quiller. In his nearly three decades of life, this was the first time he felt so helpless when faced with such a situation.Dennis Walkley, standing beside Orville Quiller, naturally noticed the subtle movements of his boss. A look of helplessness flashed across his handsome face as he silently sighed inwardly. He wonde

In July, a few people also noticed where Evelyn Bert's gaze was directed and followed her line of sight to the coffin.Apart from the yellow talisman on the surface of the coffin fluttering without any wind, there was nothing unusual."For some reason, I have this ominous feeling..." Nanfeng frowned and muttered softly.Since breaking through the illusion of the tomb mountain, they had never felt even a hint of wind. Yet, the yellow talismans on the coffin suspended in mid-air kept fluttering as if caught by a breeze, making it obvious to anyone with common sense that something was amiss.Qingshang, however, was that one in a hundred who didn't get it. He looked at the coffin, then at Nanfeng and Yuezhu beside him, a puzzled look crossing his handsome face. He asked in a low voice, "Is the thing inside the coffin the zombie we encountered before...?"Although Qingshang's words were baseless, they made July and Nanfeng feel a chill run down their spines.If it really was the green

"If it were a tomb or something, how could there be no wind?" Evelyn Bert seemed to be questioning Orville Quiller, but also muttering to herself. This place was truly bizarre. Despite the surroundings appearing airtight, the yellow talisman on the coffin floating in mid-air fluttered as if blown by the wind. Coupled with the dim lighting, it made everything even more confusing. "Let's not worry about where the wind is coming from right now. Our top priority is to find that damned hand. Otherwise, we'll only be standing here, vulnerable to attack. By then, it will be too late to fight back," July said, her voice low and urgent. After hearing July's words, Evelyn Bert seemed to snap out of her daze, nodding in agreement. She raised her hands to her chest, closed her eyes, and her slender, fair fingers began to move in intricate patterns and directions. "Boss, what is the young lady doing?" Dennis Walkley, ever curious, blinked and asked, clearly puzzled. Perhaps becaus

July was left speechless by Evelyn Bert's words.She knew better than anyone that the chances of escaping unscathed from a ghostly hand were virtually zero. If they wanted to leave this cursed place alive, they couldn't afford to take on the ghost head-on; it would be a fool's errand. The method proposed by Evelyn Bert was, so far, the only viable and effective option they had.Seeing her senior sister fall silent, Evelyn Bert knew she had convinced her. She quickened her pace, and soon they arrived beneath the coffin floating in mid-air.Glancing up at the bottom of the coffin, Evelyn Bert's mind raced, trying to figure out a way to release whatever was inside before the ghostly hand could break free from the blood talisman.Otherwise, they would run out of time.Hansen watched his young mistress standing still in deep thought, his lips slightly parted as he muttered to himself, "Is this really going to work...?"For some reason, he felt that whatever was inside the coffin was n

From such a distance, if it weren't for the extremely serious expression on Evelyn Bert's face, Lu Li would have almost thought she was just teasing him.However, no matter how serious her expression was, Lu Li knew that from his current position, even with an extra hand, he couldn't reach the short knife stuck at the edge of the coffin's bottom.Of course, there was another way to get it, and that was to put down Qingzhi, who he was holding. The problem was, where could he put her?The entire bottom of the coffin had been pierced by Nanfeng. Lu Li was now holding the unconscious Qingzhi with both hands, while his feet were firmly braced against the sides of the coffin. If he let go of one hand, both he and Qingzhi would fall.Lu Li had already estimated the distance to the ground when the coffin's bottom was opened. This method was simply not feasible; the height was too great. As a man, he could perhaps take the fall, but if something happened to the unconscious Qingzhi, he would