Chapter 928:

With his last thread of hope cut, Rhys felt his spirit deflate, his voice hoarse and faint.

“Okay, I understand. I won’t bother you again.”

His tone was strained, as if he were battling a severe cold, weak and breathy.

Tears welled up in Harlee’s eyes as she tightly gripped the bed sheets, her knuckles turning white. She pressed her lips together, resolved not to reveal her true feelings to Rhys.

“Mm…”

“Rhys, are you in the bathroom? I need my toner. I’m con-ung…”

Just as Harlee was about to end the call, Anika’s voice halted her actions, and tears began to stream down Harlee’s cheeks.

Harlee felt utterly foolish. The notion of calling Rhys to talk seemed more misguided than ever.

Rhys’ soft response from the other

“Is it this one?”

came the sound of a door

Anika had

endure hearing more, she pinched her thigh sharply and then

She couldn’t explain why she was crying, only

the sink, quietly pocketing his phone without needing to check

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Rhys on

“Nicely done.

She

go with a seemingly tender look until he was

stared at the familiar number in his recent calls, his

silence, his hand shaking as he held it,

he had found the courage to answer, only to

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