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.

soft

“Is it this one?”

came the sound of a door

realized Anika had

Unable to endure hearing more, she pinched her thigh sharply and then forcefully

in the pillow, was drenched with tears. She couldn’t explain why she was crying, only that she was overwhelmed

of a hotel, Rhys leaned against the sink, quietly pocketing his

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the strained atmosphere, pecked Rhys on the cheek with a

“Nicely done.

little reward.” She

look

again, Rhys stared at the familiar number

shaking as he held it, the shivers

of every one of Harlee’s calls over the past three years, leaving them unanswered. Today, he had found the courage to answer, only to end up deepening a misunderstanding. It seemed they

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