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!”

the bed and carefully cleaning

to pull the blanket over herself, but her flustered actions pulled on her wou!

move the man barked

Tiffany cried out

wound, her small tank top had been pulled

was drowning in

on her own. Why did she have to call

her bed. She wanted badly to jump into

her and focused

caused by a

accentuated by alluring sinuous curves, had been marred by

and asked softly, “Does

and down while his warm fingers touched

and replied with a red

as well let Richard bandage her

.iry cold.

just help me bandage it simply, Hurry up, it’s

proceeded to bandage up the wound expertly but with

if he was dealing with some

kept her face buried in

suddenly thought

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

whether this was

many conflicting emotions in her heart right

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

through the

then proceeded to pull the blanket

slowly, “This looks a little familiar. Is it

Tiffany

“Your clothes.”

Tiffany stared at Rieurd

was injured and he was unconscious in the small forest. At that

used the small tank top she

of shame overcame her as the recollection resurfaced

swore

amused by her reaction and a faint smile lingered

did not speak. The atmosphere was still tense but the earlier hurtfulness not longer existed. It was

man to leave but he remained in

Richard’s deep voice