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

Chapter 1190:

He pulled out his phone and brought up his chat history with Tonya.

“The fifth, tenth, fifteenth, twentieth, twenty-fifth, and thirtieth of every month.

Check for yourself—Harlee has been feeding the mythical golden insects inside you with her blood.”

Rhys froze in place, the color draining from his face as tension gripped his frame.

For the first time, he felt his legs give out, and a few steps backward almost caused him to collapse to the floor. Questions swirled in his mind.

How could he not have known? Why did Harlee always seem so composed and unbothered? How had Harlee managed to make such a sacrifice without him realizing it?

Jonathan, unwavering, delivered the final blow.

to bask in Harlee’s love when you

urge to confront Jonathan

the moment he woke up in this fragmented state, he had clung to a fragile dream. Now, it shattered around him. The thirty-three-year-old Rhys—the whole, capable man—was

Remson Manor. There was nothing left to say. This was his way of doing something for Harlee. If he couldn’t find happiness himself, at least

earlier exchange played on a loop in his mind. Why would Harlee endure so much for him? Why would she willingly offer her

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brain to cooperate, to

came. Nothing except the haunting image of Harlee offering her blood to nourish the mythical golden insects, a scene

now—the life he was living—was based on the merits of the thirty-three-year-old Rhys, a much

had rejected those memories as if

in a blur. Rhys could barely breathe, his vision unfocused as tears burned his

warning, his

the weight of the truth

words had reached her ears, yet her mind remained empty. She