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!”

by the bed and carefully cleaning her wound was not Zoe

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

man barked sternly with a

here?” Tiffany cried

her wound, her

was drowning in regret

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

wanted badly to jump into a hole

and focused his full attention on

was caused by a sharp

flawless back, accentuated by alluring sinuous

and asked softly, “Does it

brushed up and down while his

and replied with a red face. “It doesn’t

progressed to this stage, she decided she might as well

.iry cold.

bandage it simply, Hurry

then proceeded to bandage up the wound expertly but with great care

as if he was dealing with some fragile treasure

face buried in the pillow throughout the whole

suddenly thought

what was deemed bearable physical pain on the second person would be magnified manyfold in the form of heartache for

whether this was how Richard was feeling

were many conflicting emotions in her heart right

top carefully. His movements were

the pillow, “Thank

then proceeded to pull the blanket over

he said slowly, “This looks a little familiar.

Tiffany was

“Your clothes.”

stared at

struck hier. She recalled the first time she met Richard. His abdomen was injured and he was unconscious in the small forest. At that time, she was treating his wound but she did not have

used the small tank top she was wearing

sense of shame overcame her as the recollection resurfaced

burrowed into the blanket. She swore to herself she

faint smile lingered in

relatively small room, the two of them did not speak. The atmosphere was still tense but the earlier hurtfulness not longer existed. It was even a

kept urging the man to leave but he

a long while, Richard’s deep voice was heard