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.

mad at me? I performed

“Because you…”

cut her off, his tone a

five extra minutes, nor would we have lasted until Christopher arrived. We would’ve faced greater

own feelings

into a new

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

grip loosening as he tenderly caressed her cheek, his voice

considered that his daring actions, though aimed at

don’t be mad at me. I won’t put myself in danger again.

you,”

she truly been angry

were!” Rhys insisted with

at a loss for

Rhys only retained

this argument

exhaled softly, affectionately tousling his

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