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? I

“Because you…”

off, his tone a mix of anger and

minutes, nor would we

with him, her own feelings a mix of anger and

new world at

they had twice as much? If you had died there, could I have held on until Christopher arrived with reinforcements?

froze, his grip loosening as he tenderly caressed her cheek, his voice

considered that his daring actions, though aimed at protecting her, might actually cause

me. I won’t put myself

mad at you,” Harlee replied,

truly been angry

were!” Rhys insisted

a

only retained memories from before

this argument would

softly, affectionately tousling

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255