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…”

his tone a mix of anger

minutes, nor

her own feelings

a new

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 bear

tenderly caressed

considered that his daring actions, though aimed at

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

you,” Harlee

she truly been

were!” Rhys

a loss

retained memories from before

this argument

softly, affectionately tousling his

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