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!”

cleaning her wound was not Zoe

but her flustered actions pulled on her wou! She flinched and grimaced in pain, and the sharp pain made her break

the man barked sternly

are you here?” Tiffany cried out in

her wound, her small tank top

drowning

dealt with it on her own. Why did she have

pummeled her bed. She wanted badly to jump into a hole

her and focused his full attention on her

was caused by a sharp

by alluring sinuous curves,

asked

down while his warm

and replied with a

progressed to this stage, she decided she might as well let

.iry cold.

it

bandage up the wound expertly but with great

was dealing with some

buried in the pillow throughout the

suddenly thought

that if a person really liked another person, what was deemed bearable physical pain on the

wondered whether this was how

conflicting emotions in her

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

mumbled through the pillow, “Thank

to pull the blanket

the midst of doing that, he said slowly, “This looks a little familiar.

Tiffany

“Your clothes.”

stared at Rieurd

abdomen was injured and he was unconscious in the small forest. At that time, she was treating his wound but she

she used the small tank top she

sense of shame overcame her as the recollection resurfaced in

and burrowed into the blanket. She swore to herself she would

amused by her reaction and a faint smile lingered in the corner of his

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

Tiffany kept urging the man to leave but

while, Richard’s deep