Celestial Queen: Revenge Is Sweet When You’re A Zillionaire Heiress

Chapter 562

Chapter 562: Oh, come on.

What if I make a mess of it? Rhys tone dropped to a sultry whisper.

Then, it would be my pleasure to guide you.

With a calm glance at the bowl, Harlee gently pushed Rhys hand aside.

She picked it up and then sat by the bed, her movements deliberate and steady.

As she grasped the spoon and was about to scoop up some soup, Rhys large hand gently wrapped around hers, its warmth undeniable.

Harlee had been teasing initially, but Rhys took her jest to heart, eager to instruct her.

Heeded by Tonyas earlier advice, Harlee unexpectedly did not resist.

With the gentleness reserved for a novice, Rhys steadied Harlees hand, his fingers guiding hers to scoop up a spoonful of soup.

He carefully brought it to her lips, his eyes shimmering with tender encouragement, silently urging her to taste it.

Harlees lips parted ever so slightly, accepting the warm broth.

As the subtle sweetness of the soup lingered on her palate, she found it delightfully unexpected.

Rhys, caught off guard by her reaction, chuckled.

Harlee, dont tempt me like this… Im still recovering here, you know.

A thrill raced through Harlees heart, sparking an unrestrained desire.

a soft, fleeting kiss to

breathlessly, That

kissed him again, this time with

found himself juggling the soup bowl and her hand, his efforts

from hers to

Rhys steered her hand toward the soup, feeding himself

tastes wonderful, he

this… This is beyond

spoke the word this, his eyes, intensely focused,

fluttered lightly, a soft warmth blooming within

was merely a simple exchange between a couple, yet she found herself overwhelmed with a growing

the deep-seated love Tonya often spoke of… With Rhys,

a lengthy absence, Hale finally made contact with

out and was now pushing her Maserati down the desolate highway,

minutes, she gripped the steering wheel tightly, accelerating hard as though to

as she glared at the steering wheel, her mind a whirlwind of confusion and

her actions trying to drive a wedge between Harlee and

moment, Lindsays phone flickered to

from

black car behind

you to the

quickly checked

a black Bentley was

the steering wheel, her knuckles whitening as she

moments, she pushed the door open and stepped out of

to confront

It was inevitable.

soon as Lindsay slid into the passenger seat, a cloth blindfold was pressed

elusive as the car