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

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

move the man barked sternly

Tiffany cried

her

drowning in

just quickly dealt with it on her own. Why did

pummeled her bed. She wanted badly

to her and focused his full attention on

by

smooth and flawless back, accentuated by alluring sinuous curves,

asked softly,

and down while

replied with a

to this stage, she decided she might as well

.iry cold.

just help me bandage it simply, Hurry

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

with some fragile treasure which must be handled

kept her face buried in the pillow throughout

suddenly thought of

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

wondered whether this was how Richard was

many conflicting emotions

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

mumbled through the pillow, “Thank

proceeded to pull the blanket

slowly, “This looks a little familiar.

Tiffany was

“Your clothes.”

Tiffany stared at Rieurd

a thought struck hier. She recalled the first time she met Richard. His abdomen was injured and he was unconscious in the small forest. At

small tank top she was wearing

of shame overcame her as

groaned and burrowed into the blanket. She swore

was amused by her reaction and a faint

the relatively small room, the two of them did not speak. The atmosphere was still tense but

the man to leave but he

long while, Richard’s deep voice