Chapter 1432:

“Lucius’ deceit shattered Harlee’s heart, so she clings to her memories of Tonya as a way to justify her sorrow for a while.”

With that, Rhys exited the room, picked up his phone, and started reaching out to the Sanderson family. He was determined not to let Harlee linger in feelings of unlove. She deserved to be cherished more than anyone else.

Jianna fell quiet. She had been concerned that Rhys might not truly understand Harlee, but fortunately, Rhys deeply valued her. The fact that the Sanderson family also held great affection for Harlee brought relief to Jianna.

Jianna made her birthday wish this year and whispered inwardly, “May the people who stay with Harlee for the rest of her life cherish her, so she will no longer suffer.”

Harlee dreamt of a life where she had not been abandoned but had grown up joyful with the Sanderson family. In her dream, she was treated like royalty, never facing any struggles. Her parents adored her, and her five older brothers were eager to tell everyone about her presence.

And in this dream, she married Rhys through an arranged match, with no initial love between them. Their affection blossomed only after the marriage. Despite her seemingly perfect life in the dream, she felt no joy because the members of the Shadow Moon Society were absent from this dream.

A profound sadness jolted Harlee awake. The absence of the Shadow Moon Society in her dream left her feeling an intense longing, urging her to escape the dream.

opened her eyes, Rhys was there,

as he asked, “Are you feeling okay?” His warm

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taken the antidote and gone to sleep? Why did it feel like she had been

her surroundings, trying to discern reality

noticed the flicker of emotion in Harlee’s eyes and immediately understood what was racing through her mind. He handed her a glass of water, his

days straight. Your throat’s probably as dry as the Sahara. Take a sip first,

voice was still raspy when she finally spoke, her words tinged with

You’re telling me I was out

the pillows behind her so she could sit up more comfortably, his expression clouded with

a deep sleep. If Goodwin hadn’t assured me a hundred times that your

Lucius, an almost feral hatred flared in Rhys’ eyes, burning

the intensity radiating off him. The weight of it all sank in as her hand instinctively drifted to her belly. Panic tinged her voice as she asked,

a reassuring

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