Celestial Queen: Revenge Is Sweet When You’re A Zillionaire Heiress

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 he will recover. I would never put him in

with unease that he was increasingly falling into

room to grab a blanket before entering Rhys’ quarters. Tonya had mentioned that Rhys’ condition required ongoing care, so

in his current state, was like a twelve-year-old child. She had no

bedroom, Rhys was sitting rigidly,

captivating tales on gα ℓ ησ

as if he

enough to make anyone recoil. Rhys scrunched his face,

on a vase on the table, and without thinking, he began to pour the contents of the

before any liquid could spill, a pair of hands steadied the cup. Surprised, Rhys

striking—calm and without a hint of

get rid of

shook his

of a

with embarrassment,

I’ll show you.

he raised the