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!”

person sitting by the bed and carefully cleaning her wound was not Zoe Stevens

wou! She flinched and grimaced in pain, and the sharp pain made her

man barked sternly with a

are you here?” Tiffany

her wound, her

was drowning in regret

with it on her own.

badly

focused his full

by a

by alluring sinuous

and asked

down while his warm fingers

back and replied with a red

she decided she might as well let Richard bandage her wound quickly

.iry cold.

me bandage it simply, Hurry up,

bandage up the wound expertly but

with some fragile treasure which must be

kept her face buried in the pillow

suddenly thought of

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

whether this was how Richard was feeling

were many conflicting emotions

Richard pulled down her tank top carefully. His movements

mumbled through the

to

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

familiar?” Tiffany

“Your clothes.”

stared at

he was

used the small tank top she was

overcame her as the

burrowed into the blanket. She swore to herself she

a faint smile lingered in the corner of

speak. The atmosphere was still tense but

Tiffany kept urging the man to leave but he

a long while, Richard’s deep