Chapter 552: Chapter 552

Chapter 552:

“What exactly do you need me to do?”

Clutching the pill, Tonya instructed, “Help me gently support him. I need to get this pill into him. Remember, we need to be very careful not to disturb his vitals.”

Having collaborated before, Harlee acted promptly, cradling Clint with both swift and tender movements. Together, they executed the task flawlessly, taking less than a minute. Once Tonya saw Clint swallow the pill, she let out a relieved exhale. She signaled for Harlee to follow her outside.

“Done!” Tonya declared, her face washing over with relief.

“By tomorrow noon, or maybe the afternoon, Clint should be awake!” Harlee’s tension finally dissipated as she leaned against Tonya, her voice barely a whisper.

“Tonya, I’m so scared…”

Previously, Harlee had faced numerous life-threatening situations without a tremor, not even when she nearly lost her hand.

But now, the overwhelming fear of failing to protect her elder brother gnawed at her.

Tonya, perceptive to her friend’s deep-seated anxieties, offered a comforting pat on her back.

“I understand your worries, and I’m here to help. We’ll protect Clint together,” she assured Harlee warmly.

Their bond, forged in the fires of shared adversity, gave Tonya profound insight into Harlee’s true fears and the values she held dear. Intent on preventing Harlee from drowning in guilt, Tonya skillfully steered the conversation away.

“Listen, I’ve got Clint covered. Why don’t you check on your boyfriend? He should be coming around soon.”

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Harlee wavered, visibly torn between her choices. Rhys was stable for now, but Clint, still unconscious, was her immediate concern.

Tonya pressed on, gently but firmly.

“Go and look after your man. I’ll take care of Clint and call you the moment he wakes.” Noticing Harlee’s continued hesitation, Tonya forcefully nudged her forward without a second thought.

Tonya was acutely aware that Harlee’s tension had not fully subsided.

Her worries extended beyond Clint to include Rhys as well.

Harlee wouldn’t find peace until she had confirmation that both were safe.

Facing Tonya, Harlee realized she stood no chance of winning the argument. She conceded with a nod, her voice tinged with urgency.

“Alright, but you have to keep me posted about Clint’s condition!”

Whenever Harlee spoke to Tonya, her voice softened, shedding any pretense of toughness.

Harlee wasn’t inherently distant. She had simply fortified herself against past hurts. With Tonya, however, she could let her guard down, finding solace in Tonya’s presence as her sanctuary.

Observing Harlee’s wistful look, Tonya gently covered her eyes and reassured her.

“Alright, I get it. You love me the most. Now, off you go.” Tonya then waved at Harlee, her gesture radiant and full of warmth.

A smile broke across Harlee’s face.

For a moment, she was utterly content, her smile a reflection of deep, unguarded joy.

Inside Rhys’ hospital room, Patrick and Hamilton kept vigilant by Rhys’ bedside. Patrick and Hamilton steered clear of probing into Rhys’ mysterious disappearance and sudden return, aware it was Harlee’s closely guarded secret.

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