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!”

and carefully cleaning her wound was

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

man barked sternly

are you here?” Tiffany cried

wound, her small tank top

was drowning

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

pummeled her bed. She wanted badly

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

by a

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

looked concerned and asked softly, “Does

palms brushed up and down while his warm fingers

back and replied with a red face. “It

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

.iry cold.

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

then proceeded to bandage up the wound

with some fragile treasure which must

her face buried in the pillow throughout the

thought of

was deemed bearable physical pain on the

was how

many conflicting emotions in her

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

mumbled through the pillow, “Thank

proceeded to pull

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

Tiffany was

“Your clothes.”

Tiffany stared at

he was unconscious in

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

shame overcame her as the

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

was amused by her reaction and a faint smile lingered in

speak. The atmosphere was still tense but

man to leave

long while, Richard’s deep voice