Chapter 1202:

Just then, a loud crash echoed from the staircase.

Harlee hurried over, only to see Rhys at the top, looking enraged with a broken glass at his feet. What was troubling him now?

As Harlee approached to speak, Rhys suddenly pulled her into his embrace.

His tone was both casual and commanding.

“Come with me!”

Confused, Harlee found herself being ushered into the bedroom by Rhys. In the next moment, he gently laid her on the bed. She hadn’t seen this side of Rhys before, and while it was unexpected, she didn’t pull away.

Then, Rhys secured her hands above her head, his silhouette enveloping her as he leaned in close, stopping just inches from her face.

Harlee gazed up at him, wide-eyed in surprise.

Rhys’s stern face hovered closely, his red eyes glaring at her.

at me?

“Because you…”

tone a mix of anger and

minutes, nor would we have lasted until Christopher

own feelings a mix of anger and

into a new world

had twice as much? If you had died there, could I have held on until Christopher arrived with reinforcements? If you died, would I even want to go on?” She couldn’t bear the thought of losing

loosening as he tenderly caressed her cheek, his voice choked with

that his daring actions, though aimed at

I won’t put myself

wasn’t mad at you,” Harlee replied,

she truly

were!” Rhys insisted

at a

retained

this argument

exhaled softly, affectionately tousling

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