Chapter 1736:

“I’ll bet it was actually Patrick who stood in line, wasn’t it?”

Rhys crouched down in front of her, his eyes wide and voice coaxing.

“Lee, don’t you love me anymore…”

Harlee was taken aback. Rhys was feigning distress again. Perhaps she had been a bit too stern with him lately.

Just as she was about to comfort Rhys, she noticed him massaging his temples, a genuine look of fatigue on his face. Concerned, she asked, “Are you feeling alright?”

“I didn’t sleep well last night without you, and now I’ve got a terrible headache.”

Rhys aimed to garner Harlee’s sympathy, but his complaint was rooted in truth. He really had spent a restless night and was suffering from a headache. Harlee’s expression softened, and she put down the pastry she had just bitten into.

“Lie down on the bed. I’ll massage your head.”

need. I just need to lie next

Harlee was his panacea. Simply being next

tiredness in his eyes. After all, her reluctance to indulge him too much was because she didn’t want him to

lie

Rhys sprang up, swiftly pulling Harlee into his arms and guiding them both to

was midday and Harlee wasn’t inclined to sleep, she settled to play games on her phone while Rhys snuggled against her. Moments

weight of recent busyness. A sudden thought of Errol and Nola crossed Harlee’s mind. She studied Rhys deeply and murmured, “You’re not secretly up to something, are you?” Rhys, deep in sleep, offered

the afternoon, Harlee was settled on the sofa, indulging in afternoon tea and absorbed in her

you wake me up?” Rhys asked,

then handed him photos of Hazel and

the Wallace and Welch families. I want to stir up some trouble for

a hint of anger

might foolishly try

make them disappear within an hour,” Rhys stated

wasn’t ready to dispatch these

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