Chapter 1194:
âWhy are you crying?â
She locked eyes with him, her gaze frozen in disbelief. She knew her red, puffy eyes gave her away.
Denying it was pointless, but admitting the truth felt impossible. Instead, she changed the subject.
âWhat made you come over all of a sudden?â
Rhys didnât answer or show any anger.
He just leaned back in the seat, staring ahead as if lost in his own thoughts.
Thinking he was upset about her following him, Harlee blurted out nervously, âI wasnât trying to spy on you! The bounty on the assassin list hasnât been fully removed yet. I was worried someone might target you.â
Rhys remained silent.
Her fingers dug into the steering wheel, her knuckles pale with tension. She murmured, âIâm sorry. I shouldnât have followed you without saying anything. Iâll have Hamilton come get youâ¦â
âWhy donât you try putting a little faith in me?â Rhys cut her off, his eyes drifting to her white-knuckled grip on the wheel.
âWhat?â Harlee asked, her voice catching as she glanced at him in bewilderment.
Rhys turned his eyes away, staring ahead into the emptiness.
âI know youâre waiting for the old Rhys, the one you used to know.
But what if you gave the current version of me a chance? Iâm not any less than he was. Whatever he could offer you, I can give you too.â
Harlee froze, struggling to process his words. The day had been too much of an emotional roller coaster for her, and she was mentally exhausted.
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âWhat are you trying to say?â she asked, her tone as blank as her expression.
Rhys turned back to her, his face showing the faintest hint of frustration.
âYou are so annoying, Harlee!â
Her confusion only deepened, the words not sinking in.
âHow am I annoying?â
Rhys sighed as he ruffled her hair with a fond smile.
âWhoever said you were clever must have been joking. Youâre a little fool who is always looking out for me in that sweet, clueless way, never quite catching on to what Iâm trying to say.â
Harleeâs red-rimmed eyes looked up at him, but she stayed silent.
Rhys sighed as he unbuckled her seatbelt and gently pulled her into his arms.
âWhat Iâm saying is this: can you wait for me? I might not be the Rhys you want right now, but I swear Iâll fight to be the man you fell in love with.â
The moment he walked away from Remson Manor, regret hit him like a freight train.
He realized he would rather fight tooth and nail to be the man Harlee loved than lose her.
He wandered through the streets aimlessly, his mind a storm of thoughts, trying to understand the depths of his own heart.
However, the answer was always the same.
He chose a world with Harlee in it.
As long as she stayed by his side, he could strive to change.
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