Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

There was a moment of silence.

Richard raised his head abruptly. “What did you say?”

You still don’t know, do you? Sidney then explained, “A few days ago, Tiffany was quite seriously injured when those assassins went after her. And just now, she was injured again while trying to save a child…”

Before Sidney could finish speaking, he felt something flying past with a whoosh.

He blinked a few times. Richard was nowhere to be seen.

He then rubbed his chin with a smug look.

“Ah!” Sidney silently applauded himself for his outstanding accomplishment and talent.

Tiffany returned to her room.

She took off her clothes and checked herself in the mirror. There was a long wound on her back that was oozing blood.

This wound was only a few days old but had already scabbed over. Despite her strong regenerative ability, today’s fall caused the wound to rupture again.

As the wound was on her back, it was difficult for her to apply medicine to it without help.

She could only ask Zoe for help..

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

By now, Tiffany was lying on the bed on her tummy. She hollered, “The door is not locked. Remember to lock it when you come in.”

Following that, she heard footsteps approaching.

Tiffany issued her instructions without turning her head, “Zoe, help me disinfect the wound and apply the medicine. I’ve prepared the medicine and hot water. They’re next to you.”

Oddly enough, there was no reply from behind her. However, she could feel a pair of hands on her back which started treating her wound meticulously and gently.

Tiffany buried her face in the pillow and teased Zoe, “I didn’t expect you to be so skilled.”

She thought that Zoe would be terrified after seeing her injuries, but she was remarkably calm.

As time went on, she found Zoe’s silence increasingly puzzling, especially for a chatterbox like her.

‘Had she been frightened by the sight of her injuries?‘ she wondered.

Bailled. Tiffany turned around for a look. In doing so, she almost fell off the bed.

“Ri… Ri… Richard!”

by the bed and carefully cleaning her wound was not

flustered actions pulled on her wou! She

move the man barked sternly

are you here?” Tiffany cried out

reveal her wound, her small tank

drowning

quickly dealt with it on her

badly to jump into a

and focused his full attention on her

by a sharp

accentuated by alluring sinuous curves, had been marred

and asked softly, “Does it

up and down

and replied with a red

decided she might as well let Richard bandage her wound quickly and be done with

.iry cold.

bandage it

the wound

was as if he was dealing with some fragile treasure which must

face buried in the pillow throughout the

thought of

a person really liked another person, what was deemed bearable physical pain on the second person would be magnified

wondered whether this was how

emotions in her heart

down her tank top carefully. His movements were restrained and respectful, and he never once took advantage

mumbled through the pillow,

then proceeded to pull the

he said slowly, “This looks

Tiffany

“Your clothes.”

Tiffany stared at

His abdomen was injured and he was unconscious in the small forest. At that time, she was

small tank top

sense of shame overcame her as the

into the blanket. She swore to herself she would never emerge

faint

small room, the two of them did not speak. The atmosphere was still tense but the earlier hurtfulness not

kept urging the man to leave but

while, Richard’s deep