Chapter 1087:
âI refuse to let him spend his final days in this miserable, underground chamber.â
âBut Mr. Green had explicit instructions before he collapsed.â Though Christopher trusted Harlee wouldnât harm Rhys, that didnât mean he could disregard Rhysâ orders.
âMy decision isnât up for debate.â With these final, cold words, Harlee continued to help Rhys ascend the stairs.
Christopher, gripped by a sudden panic, reached out to seize Rhysâ arm to halt their departure.
However, a chilling glare from Harlee rooted him in place. The deathly intent in her stare was unmistakable.
Christopher had no fear of death itself, but his dedication to outlive Rhys was essential.
He vowed to survive as long as Rhys breathed.
Harlee struggled under Rhysâ weight as they progressed. Upon entering the living room, her breaths were strained and deep. She eased Rhys onto the couch, gently supporting him until he was seated securely.
Silently, Harlee sat beside Rhys, allowing him to rest his head against her shoulder.
His eyelids remained closed, his complexion deathly pale. The slight warmth originating from Rhysâ body provided Harlee with faint comfort.
Determined, she believed there was still a possibility to heal him, recalling how he had found the cure for Nicolaâs condition.
Shifting slightly to ensure Rhys was more comfortable against her, Harlee gazed down at his face, which she hadnât properly seen for nearly four years. With a tender smile, she caressed his cheek, as if touching a long-lost, precious artifact.
âWhat in the world has happened over the past three years?â While her eyes remained soft, her voice took on a cold tone.
At Harleeâs question, Christopher glanced at Rhys, but the ensuing silence was overwhelming.
He rubbed his nose. If only he had delayed administering the sedative today.
Christopher stood, fists clenched, wrestling with his thoughts. Rhys had not explicitly forbidden him from discussing the past with Harlee. Perhaps sharing some details was permissible.
Strengthening his resolve, Christopher began.
âThree years ago, Anika followed Hale and Lucretia to Mogluylia.
After the incident with Lindsay and Mr. Green falling off the cliff, Mr. Green was rescued by Anika.
Anika poisoned Rhys with a lethal toxin, intending to manipulate him against you. Over time, however, her feelings shifted, and she fell for him. She forced Mr. Green to comply with her demands using the antidote. Later, Mr. Green feigned affection for her, helping with his undercover schemes.â
Christopher hastily added, âPlease donât think too much about it. Mr. Green has no feelings for Anika. I was the one who dated her.â
Christopherâs words puzzled Harlee.
Harleeâs face showed shock, prompting Christopher to quickly say, âHold on. Iâll get something from my room that will explain everything.â
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