Celestial Queen: Revenge Is Sweet When You’re A Zillionaire Heiress

Chapter 1352:

Harlee couldn’t suppress a giggle at his bewildered look. She reached up, pulled him closer by the neck, and playfully instructed, “You admit you’re wrong? Then lie down and behave.”

“Lie down? Really?” Rhys asked, his face a mix of surprise and confusion.

“Wasn’t it you who taught me that wrongdoings should be punished?” Harlee casually tapped the bed next to her, arching an eyebrow as a silent invitation for Rhys to lie down on his stomach.

Harlee knew well that if their unborn child hadn’t shown such a strong will to survive, she and Rhys might have ended up being crushed in that grand grinder. Even if given a choice, her resolve to return and save Rhys was unwavering. She had already experienced the agony of losing him once and couldn’t bear the thought of going through that again in her lifetime. As for her newfound toughness… it was because Rhys tended to relent only when she showed even greater grit.

“So, your idea of punishment is a spanking?” Rhys asked, his voice tinged with disbelief.

that a problem?” With her arms crossed and a hint of grievance in her eyes, Harlee looked as if she had been wronged. “Or are you suggesting you felt you’ve done nothing wrong and preferred I hadn’t tried hard to save you? Do you find the notion of me sinking into a

he possibly say in response? He promptly positioned himself on the bed

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were injured and not fit for such actions. Besides, she recognized her own fault in this incident. If not for a stroke

Rhys rose from the bed, fetched a wooden spoon from within the RV, and offered it to Harlee. “Your

Harlee took the

just pregnancy hormones messing with her mind, prompting him to play along. But now, it seemed she didn’t see herself at fault in any way. This was unacceptable. Her reckless actions and neglect of her own wellbeing needed to be addressed. Should this happen again in the future, the

fixing Harlee with a stern look. “Lee, we need

assertiveness wouldn’t work this time. She set down the wooden spoon and met his gaze squarely, determined not to yield in spirit. Taking the lead in the conversation,

leaned in close, his face inches from hers, his tone intense. “Harlee, listen to me. If a situation like today ever happens again, I don’t want you to

could finish, Rhys interjected, his words sharp as he emphasized, “No matter what happens to me in the future, I