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

Chapter 1655:

As the realization dawned on her, Celine collapsed to the floor, her vision fading to black as she passed out.

The next day, in the seaside villa, Rhys was preparing breakfast in the kitchen. He looked over to see Harlee, bleary-eyed and lounging on the sofa with her legs crossed.

He raised an eyebrow, a subtle smile forming on his lips. Then, he carried the noodles to the dining table, acting as if everything were normal.

“The noodles are ready. I’ve even added some chopped chili peppers, air-freighted in. Come and eat while it’s hot.”

Harlee lazily opened one eye, peering out from the sofa at Rhys, who was smiling. She groaned before flopping back down, her expression blank. Her voice was soft but reached Rhys’ ears.

Reflecting on the previous night’s events, Rhys paused, pinched the bridge of his nose, then picked up the bowl and walked over to her. Leaning down, he spoke with a hint of remorse.

“Lee, because of Elva, I’ve been sleeping alone for days, so I lost control last night. It won’t happen again. Please don’t ignore me. From now on, I’ll stop whenever you tell me to. OK?”

dismissive glance. Over the past three years, he’d said plenty in moments of intimacy, and she was no longer moved by his words.

Rhys moved the bowl of noodles closer, trying to tempt her with the food. He adjusted his tone, making a

I guarantee it won’t

what’s new on

respond to Rhys. Elva didn’t have classes today,

up, intending to pick up Elva, and finally spared Rhys

be prepared tonight!” Harlee’s skin bore the evidence of last night’s

the previous night overly

puzzled by his newfound boldness and resolved to teach

exhaust and a smiling Rhys. He admitted to himself that he might have been a bit excessive last night. But… he had enjoyed it, and quite frankly, he was looking forward to maybe going

to Elva experiencing a sudden bout of

“Harlee.”

from behind. Harlee’s expression tightened slightly.

half-step back, Harlee raised her eyelids slightly to regard Celine. Her expression was composed, her beautifully austere face showing little