Chapter 1110:

At the mention of medicine, Rhys’ expression darkened.

He loathed the bitterness but refused to let her see it as a weakness.

“Let’s go,” Rhys muttered tersely, shooting her a fleeting glance before hopping back toward the bedroom.

Each step was deliberate, Rhys’ injured foot grazing the floor twice, the pain forcing beads of sweat to form on his brow.

Noticing Rhys’ discomfort, Christopher hurried forward, concern laced in his voice as he turned to Harlee.

“About his foot…”

His words trailed off, unsure how to express his concern.

Harlee stopped, her expression steady.

the mythical golden insect are unpredictable, but

with a respectful nod, realizing with unease that

room to grab a blanket before entering Rhys’ quarters. Tonya had mentioned that Rhys’

his current state, was like a twelve-year-old child.

Rhys was

on gα ℓ ησ ν?

as if he wanted to move forward

drink was unmistakable, strong enough to make anyone recoil.

without thinking, he began to pour the

liquid could spill, a pair of hands steadied the cup. Surprised, Rhys looked up,

striking—calm and

of it?” Harlee asked

quickly shook his

not! I’m not afraid of a little bitterness.”

with embarrassment, Rhys

so funny? You don’t believe me? Fine, I’ll

raised the cup and swallowed

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