Chapter 702 Chapter 702: Rhys maintained his silence, simply continuing to comfort her with gentle pats on her back, giving her the space to release her built-up remorse and sorrow.
After Harlee exhausted her tears, a sense of relief washed over her, as if a burdensweight had been lifted from her.
Ree, thank you, she murmured gratefully.
Rhys momentarily stiffened, caught off guard.
What... what did you just call me? Harlee firmly raised her head, her gaze meeting his without hesitation.
Ree.
Only I get to call you that, alright? Of course, Rhys responded, his smile subtle yet sincere.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThat only belongs to you.
And how about Lee? Can I be the only one to call you that? Lee? Harlee echoed, her voice carrying a hint of unfamiliarity with the nickname.
Rhys tenderly brushed away her tears, his eyes conveying warmth and a touch of mirth.
Yes, Lee.
Youre the most precious thing in my life.
For the first time, Harlee had timidly averted her eyes, her cheeks tinted with a soft blush.
Under the towering shadows of the Sanderson family villa, they exchanged their heartfelt sentiments, enveloped by a silent pact of mutual understanding.
New chapters uploaded at galnov????lsWithin the confines of the villa, the servants picked up on the delicate shift in the atmosphere and chose to keep their distance.
Not one dared to breach the moment by reporting back to the family heads.
They harbored a shared apprehension.
If Rhys were to indeed join the Sanderson family, he might one day recall each petty offense and seek retribution.
Thus, they immersed themselves in their duties, feigning obliviousness to the unfolding scene.
Yet, not all chose to remain aloof.
Rhys, take your hands off my sister! Fletcher barged over, his arrival cutting through the tension.
He forcefully separated the two and pulled Harlee to his side, shielding her with his body as he fixed a stern glare on Rhys.
Do you think you can marry our beloved sister? Without enduring the trials set by the Sanderson family? Do you even hold any regard for us? From behind Fletcher, Harlee cast Rhys a look that mingled sympathy with a silent cheer.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmRhys had braced himself for spushback but was caught off guard when Fletcher stepped up, the first one to set challenges for him.
With a nod of recognition, he extended a courteous greeting.
Hello, Fletcher.
Fletchers reply claced with mockery as he gave Rhys a scornful glance.
Whats this? Solder guy trying to charm my little sister? Bream on pal! Rhys found himself momentarily at a loss for words. Only six years separated him from Harlee.
Was that gap really enough to label him as an older guy? Perhaps then relentless turmoil or recent events had etched deeper lines into his face than hed noticed.
Despite the internal chaos, Rhys maintained an unwavering facade, his features a mask of stoic calm.