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

the man barked sternly

you here?” Tiffany

her

drowning in regret

have just quickly dealt with it on her own.

She wanted badly to

her and focused his

by

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

and asked softly, “Does

calloused palms brushed up and down while his warm

shrank back and replied with

might as well let Richard bandage her wound quickly and

.iry cold.

bandage it

bandage up the wound expertly

as if he was dealing with some fragile treasure

buried in

suddenly thought of

pain on the second person would be magnified manyfold in the form of heartache for the

was how Richard was feeling

conflicting emotions in her

down her tank top carefully. His movements were restrained and respectful,

mumbled through the pillow,

to pull the

“This looks

Tiffany was

“Your clothes.”

stared

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

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

inexplicable sense of shame overcame her as the recollection resurfaced in her

She swore to herself she would never

was amused by her reaction and a faint smile lingered in the corner of his

not speak. The atmosphere was still tense

man to leave but

a long while, Richard’s deep