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.

heard Rhys’ soft response from the

“Is it this one?”

sound of a door opening

Anika had

of all her energy, Harlee collapsed onto the bed. Unable to endure hearing more, she pinched her thigh sharply and then forcefully pressed the

tears. She couldn’t explain why she was crying, only that

suite of a hotel, Rhys leaned against the sink, quietly pocketing his phone without needing to check to know Harlee

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unaware of the strained atmosphere, pecked Rhys on the cheek with a cheerful

“Nicely done.

a little reward.” She then left

go with a seemingly tender look until he was left alone in the

stared at the familiar number in his recent

contemplative silence, his hand shaking as he held it, the

three years, leaving them unanswered. Today, he had found the courage to answer, only to end up deepening a misunderstanding.

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