PopularNovelChapter 1351: "Okay, I understand.” Harlee nodded, her gaze shifting to Rhys. She said softly, “He might be hurt as well. Bandage him up." While speaking to Serena, Harlee suddenly felt herself being lifted. She looked at Rhys in astonishment. He still had enough strength to carry her after all that had happened? Rhys held Harlee securely, his expression stoic as he addressed Patrick, "Take care of everything here." "Yes!" Patrick responded promptly. "Rhys, please get Harlee to the hospital quickly. And take Serena with you." "Okay," Rhys responded coldly, signaling Serena to follow with a nod. He then strode out of the chaotic scene without a backward glance.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtRhys swiftly carried Harlee to the RV, setting a pace that forced Serena to jog to keep up.
As Harlee clung to his neck, she tried to ease his worry, saying, “Serena has already bandaged me. The wounds aren't hurting now, so you can slow down." But Rhys didn't respond, his face set in a stern expression as he quickened his steps, entering the RV and gently laying her down on the small bed inside.
New updates in galSerena was about to follow them into the RV when the door slammed shut with a loud bang, and Rhys drew all the curtains closed, obscuring any view inside.
Serena hesitantly retracted her foot and stepped back. She realized that stopping Rhys was beyond her power. Exhausted from her ordeal in the trap-filled maze, Harlee struggled to sit up. When she looked up, her eyes locked with Rhys'. Sensing the tension, she instinctively scooted back and let out a nervous laugh. "What are you doing? Why did you close all the curtains?" Rhys moved closer with a smile, saying, “What do you think I'm going to do?" Harlee's breath caught as she edged further into the corner of the bed.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmRhys leaned in, bracing himself with his hands on either side of her on the bed. "Where's that fearless spirit now? Why are you hiding? Why did you take such a risk just now?" At his questions, Harlee sat on the bed, lifting her arms to wrap them around his neck. With a teasing, flirtatious smile, she said, "I was just trying to save you back then! You were the sole thought in my mind, and I forgot to be scared..." “I'm not falling for that now!" Rhys cut her off sharply, leaning in even closer. "You took such a risk while carrying our child. If you weren't pregnant, would you have jumped back with me?" "I did it to save you!" Harlee retorted, her expression earnest. "If I hadn't broken through the barrier from the outside, you wouldn't have had a way out. Tell me, should I have just watched you die? Or do you wantto live in this world alone, overwhelmed by guilt and misery?" "That's not what I meant." Rhys felt a surge of panic when he noticed Harlee's anger.
"So, what are you trying to say?" Harlee folded her arms, giving him a cold stare.
Rhys found himself at a loss for words. He had only wanted to make her see the dangers of her actions to prevent her from risking her safety again, but now he was the one being blamed? However, he knew better than to argue when it cto his wife. Whenever she was angry, everything she said was right, and everything he said was wrong. “I'm sorry, honey. I was wrong," Rhys responded quickly. Harlee's lips pouted in discontent. "And what exactly were you wrong about?"
What was he wrong about? Rhys didn't even know. He scratched his head, inching backward. "Uh, was wrong about." Rhys, the the business magnate famous for shaking up the market, found himself at a loss again. He couldn't understand why, as they were settling the score, everything had suddenly turned against him.
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