NovelStartChapter 1176: Hearing this, Rhys exhaled in relief, but his worry didn't dissipate.
"Where's your medic? Why isn't anyone tending to you?" "It's just a scratch. I'll handle it later," Harlee replied, slightly wobbling as she walked to a caband retrieved a first-aid kit.
Harlee could've handled a few more waves of attackers with ease.
But her obsession with hitting every target had drained her focus and energy, leaving her vulnerable. That's how she ended up with the gash. The battle had sapped most of her strength. If Rhys hadn't called, she'd likely already be asleep.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtOn the screen, Rhys noticed her exhaustion.
He wished, more than anything, that he could be by her side.
"Maybe I should just-" Harlee interrupted, predicting his thoughts.
"I'll be back tomorrow. Until then, stay put at Remson Manor." "Alright." His quick compliance caught Harlee off guard.
Rhys, usually so headstrong, didn't argue. Seeing the worry etched on his face, Harlee felt a faint smile tug at her lips. This was how he showed he cared.
After securing a bandage over her wound, Harlee glanced back at Rhys.
His pale complexion and the heavy bags under his eyes didn't escape her notice.
"Did you stay up all night?" ☐☐tst chiptors in gl.☐☐☐ Caught, unease flickered across Rhys' face.
"Once you're patched up, go to sleep!" he instructed, his tone attempting to sound firm.
"Alright." Harlee sank into a chair, her earlier unease replaced by amusement.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"You should rest too. Let's talk after we've both slept." Just then, Robbie burst into the room.
Earlier, determined to ensure the remaining member of that local gang didn't change his mind, Robbie had personally dragged the man to the gang's lair. The gang leader stared in shock as Robbie stormed their hideout alone, hauling the gang member as though the latter were nothing but a sack of flour.
Back on the call, Rhys observed Harlee. Satisfied she wasn't hiding any other injuries, he relented. "Alright. I'll rest if you do."
"Deal." Even after agreeing, Harlee didn't end the call immediately, m lingering for a moment to watch him.
He truly cared, even though his uncertainties held him back.
Just as Harlee's finger hovered over the disconnect button, Robbie's voice cut through the air. "Jonathan's here!"
Harlee looked up to see a man in a black trench coatapproaching-Jonathan, someone she hadn't crossed paths with in years.
How had he tracked her down? Distracted, she accidentally ended the call She then slid her phone into her pocket. "What brings you here?" Harlee asked.
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