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.

are you mad at me?

“Because you…”

her off, his tone a mix of anger

have secured those five extra minutes, nor would we have lasted until Christopher arrived.

her own feelings

into a new world

were betting on them not having more explosives! What if they 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

his grip loosening as he tenderly caressed her cheek,

hadn’t considered that his daring actions, though aimed at protecting her, might actually cause her

time, don’t be mad at me. I won’t put

wasn’t mad at you,” Harlee replied, feeling

truly been angry

Rhys

was at a loss

the moment, Rhys only retained memories from

argument would be

exhaled softly, affectionately tousling

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