Chapter 963:

His fists balled at his sides, a physical testament to his inner turmoil.

Their gazes locked, charged with unspoken emotions.

At that moment, Rhys confronted the reality he had been avoiding—he was not indifferent to their divorce.

He couldn’t deny the pain of accepting it.

Furthermore, the news of Harlee’s engagement had shattered his pretense and his elaborate plan.

Confronted by her presence, he realized his feelings hadn’t waned.

He still yearned to call her his own.

For three long years, Rhys had monitored every detail of Harlee’s life, a fact known only to him.

He had played the part of a man who had moved on, but now, confronting her directly, he recognized his true position—he had no right to challenge her decisions.

fought to quell the storm of emotions threatening to derail the

the fury in

in his demeanor. She stepped forward, her hand extended in a

impending contact, recoiled, stepping back to maintain a

rejection ignited a spark

narrowed with scorn, and her voice, cold and piercing,

now

did you really think

here, a tempest of emotions, professing deep love. Yet now, faced with her outstretched hand—a test of his

and the corners of

be joking. I wouldn’t presume such a

his composure, the sight of her sorrow tugged at

resolve, empathy for her seeped

his reply, Harlee felt a wave of disappointment wash over her—heavier than

gaze lingered on Rhys’ eyes, probing for answers, but all she

harsh truth loomed over her, a relentless reminder. The man standing before her

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