Chapter 671: Chapter 671

Chapter 671:

Rhys gave a mock pitiful look and replied, “Not too much. Stepping into your home is step one of the journey.”

His words reminded Harlee of the time he’d been kicked out of her home, and she chuckled.

“Remember, this is your mission.

Don’t expect me to help.”

“Understood! Mission accepted!” Rhys saluted, earning another laugh from her.

Their conversation drifted to lighter topics before Harlee’s mind wandered to her earlier chat with Cassie at the café.

After a pause, she asked, “Your mom must be upset, right?”

Rhys rubbed his temples, his expression troubled. It was indeed a tricky situation. Previously, to break off his engagement, he’d promised his mother that his future wife would require her approval. Judging from her recent calls, she wanted nothing to do with the Sandersons.

Rhys explained the situation and apologized.

“I’m sorry, Harlee. What should have been straightforward became a complete disaster because of me.” This time, the weariness in his voice was genuine, unlike his earlier expressions when discussing the challenges with the Sanderson family.

Harlee’s expression turned thoughtful. Recalling Cassie’s words, she quickly pieced together what Belinda likely wanted. Raising an eyebrow, she quipped, “Life sure has a way of balancing things out.

Don’t worry. I’ll handle your mother.”

After a short pause, she added with a smile, “Just like you’re handling my family.”

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Rhys’ heart swelled at her words, and his grin widened.

“Harlee, thank you.” He knew all too well that dealing with his mother was far more daunting than facing the Sandersons. The Sandersons tested his sincerity.

His mother, on the other hand, was driven by sheer obstinance.

As a boy, Rhys had once asked his grandfather why his mother acted the way she did. The answer had stayed with him: “Your mother had a hard life growing up. She needs to feel secure.”

For years, Rhys had tried to provide his mother with that sense of safety but had always fallen short.

Feeling both touched and awkward, he said, “Harlee, that won’t be easy.”

Harlee immediately replied with a playful smile.

“Do you think my brothers’ trials are a walk in the park?”

Her lighthearted remark lifted Rhys’ spirits.

His childhood wish had finally come true.

He recalled Nathaniel once asking him, “Do you have a dream, Rhys?” At the time, he had stayed silent.

But in his heart, he had wished for one thing: to find someone who truly understood him.

The cool night breeze was soothing as Harlee ended the call.

Glancing at the clock, she realized it was nearly midnight.

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