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

pulled on her wou! She flinched and grimaced in

barked sternly

you here?” Tiffany cried out in

her small tank top had been pulled

was drowning in regret

have just quickly dealt with it on her own. Why

badly to

paid no heed to her and focused his full attention on her hideous

caused by a

smooth and flawless back, accentuated by alluring sinuous curves,

and asked softly, “Does it

and down while his warm fingers touched

and replied with a red

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

.iry cold.

me bandage it simply, Hurry up, it’s

to bandage up the wound expertly

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

in

thought of

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

this was

many conflicting emotions

Richard pulled down her tank top carefully. His movements were restrained

through the

then proceeded to pull the blanket over

of doing that, he said slowly, “This looks a

Tiffany

“Your clothes.”

stared at Rieurd

was unconscious in the small forest. At that time, she was treating his wound but she did

end, she used the small tank top she was wearing as

sense of shame overcame her as the recollection resurfaced

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

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

urging the man to

a long while, Richard’s deep voice was