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!”

sitting by the bed and carefully cleaning her

her flustered actions pulled on her wou! She flinched and grimaced in pain, and the sharp pain made her break out in a

move the man barked sternly

are you here?” Tiffany cried out in

her wound, her small

was drowning in regret

have just quickly dealt with it on her own. Why

her bed. She wanted badly to jump into a hole to

paid no heed to her and focused his full attention

by

by alluring sinuous curves, had been

and asked

palms brushed up and down while his warm fingers touched

back and replied with

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

.iry cold.

help me bandage it simply,

to bandage up the wound expertly

he was dealing with some fragile treasure which must be

in the pillow throughout the whole

suddenly thought of

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

wondered whether this was how Richard

many conflicting emotions in

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

the pillow,

Richard then proceeded to pull the blanket

slowly, “This looks a little familiar.

familiar?” Tiffany was

“Your clothes.”

Tiffany stared at Rieurd

His abdomen was injured and he was unconscious in the small forest.

she used the small tank top

overcame her as the recollection resurfaced in

She swore to herself she would never emerge from there

amused by her reaction and a faint

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

the man to

Richard’s deep voice was heard