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!”

carefully cleaning her wound was not Zoe Stevens but Richard

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

man barked sternly with

here?” Tiffany cried

wound, her small tank

drowning

just quickly dealt with it on her own. Why did she have to call

her bed. She wanted badly to

focused his

by a

originally smooth and flawless back, accentuated by alluring sinuous curves, had been marred

looked concerned and asked

brushed up and down while his

with a red face.

things had progressed to this stage, she decided she might as well let Richard

.iry cold.

just help me bandage it simply,

proceeded to bandage up the wound expertly but with great

if he was dealing with some fragile

in the pillow throughout the whole

suddenly thought

bearable physical pain on the second person would be magnified manyfold in the form

whether this was

were many conflicting emotions in her heart

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

through the

then proceeded to pull the blanket

that, he said slowly, “This

Tiffany was

“Your clothes.”

stared at

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

the small tank top she was wearing

shame overcame her as

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

faint

atmosphere was still tense but the earlier hurtfulness not

to leave

long while, Richard’s deep voice was