Chapter 1064: Chapter 1064

Chapter 1064:

Rhys brushed past Anika, crossing the room to collapse onto the sofa.

“Anigenia? That name deserves to be erased from the globe forever.”

Anika could no longer hold herself together.

A scream tore from her throat, the agony within consuming her like a tempest. She had never felt so small, so utterly powerless.

Anigenia wasn’t just about her. It encompassed Eugenia too.

Eugenia was still in Mogluylia. Tears streamed down Anika’s cheeks, soaking her skin as her emotions surged uncontrollably.

Minutes passed in silence. When her eyes finally cleared, the reality of the situation still felt impossible to accept.

“Rhys… What do you mean?”

“Are you that dense?” His words dripped with disdain.

“Did you really think you were worthy of my love?”

Anika’s voice faltered as she echoed, “Worthy of your love?” Then, laughter bubbled up, harsh and frenzied, spilling out as she cracked under the weight of his cruelty. The man who once whispered sweet nothings while tangled with her in bed, who had begged for her help with the most saccharine of words, now dared to belittle her as unworthy? Of course, Eugenia was right—how pitiful she had been. Love coerced with poison could never have been real, and yet she’d clung to the illusion as if it could be.

How stupid was she?

Rhys seemed to have read the anguish on her face, his lips curling into a mocking smile.

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“Did it take you this long to figure out that love couldn’t be forced? Too late. I was planning to let you live a little longer, but you crossed the line when you targeted Harlee.”

Harlee’s name struck a nerve, and rage flared in Anika’s chest as she broke into a bitter, venomous laugh.

Even now, he spoke of Harlee with such tender affection, while she—she was nothing more than a pawn to be used and discarded.

Anika felt her heart shatter into unrecognizable fragments.

As her fury burned itself out, she lifted her tear-stained face to Rhys.

Her eyes glistened with fiery determination.

“Do you really think you can walk away from this? Aren’t you afraid of death?” The antidote was in her possession, after all. Without it, his fate was sealed.

Rhys tilted his head with a smirk that cut deeper than any knife.

“Do you?”

“Think I fear death? I’ve stayed alive these three years for one reason only—to dismantle Anigenia.”

Anika’s chest tightened. No matter how much she thought she’d steeled herself, his response tore through her like countless invisible blades. Never in her darkest dreams had she believed that Rhys, who stood by her side for three long years, feigning devotion, had done it all to dismantle the empire she and Eugenia had painstakingly built.

“If not for the risk that Anigenia’s power might threaten Harlee, you wouldn’t have been worth even a single day of my time,” Rhys said coldly.

The light in Anika’s eyes dimmed completely, leaving only a void. The countless wounds her heart had endured finally turned her numb. So, this was the truth. Three years of swallowing his pride, playing the part of a devoted partner—all for Harlee. What was there left to grieve? For those years they’d shared, he had been scheming against her all along.

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