Chapter 966:
Belindaâs eyes were glazed with a serene detachment as she fixed her gaze on Rhys.
âLetâs use todayâs press conference to declare that I am cutting all ties with the Green family,â he said calmly.
Rhys was aware that Anika had allowed him to return to Mogluylia solely because she intended to leverage the Green familyâs influence to expand the drug trade into Mogluylia, and his procrastination was becoming dangerously conspicuous. To avoid raising her suspicions, he made his declaration, intending to extricate the Green family entirely from the ensuing turmoil.
Yet, Belindaâs love for Rhys remained undiminished. The shock of his announcement left her gasping for air, and she collapsed. Thankfully, Jose was at her side in an instant, catching her just in time.
Amid the ensuing chaos, the story between Harlee and Rhys seemed to reach a definitive conclusion.
From that moment on, Harlee wanted nothing more to do with Rhys, abandoning even the elaborate plan she had devised for today. She couldnât bear the thought of ever seeing him again!
Harlee fixed Rhys with a steady, piercing gaze.
âRhys, you disgust me!â
The words struck Rhys like a physical blow, causing him to inhale sharply.
He gaped at Harlee, his eyes wide with shock and hurt.
Her harsh words echoed in his mindâunreal and cruel. Was explaining it all now the right move?
Yet, memories of his own agonizing illness came flooding back. Rhys decided to embrace the painful misunderstandings as a bitter yet necessary burden.
He resigned himself to them.
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Having been apart from Harlee for three years, he had steeled himself for such a confrontation.
Rhys clung to the hope that, if he passed away, Harlee would find someone else to cherish and safeguard her. Prompted by a surge of resolve, Rhys decided to lend Noel a helping hand.
His turmoil concealed, Rhysâ eyes flickered with quiet defiance.
He confronted Harlee, whose profound disillusionment hung heavily between them, and said bitterly, âYou stand no higher than I. I might have sought solace in anotherâs arms, but youâve betrayed me just the same, havenât you, Miss Sanderson?â
The retort was barely off his tongue when a loud slap pierced the air.
It was Belinda who struck Rhys, not Harlee.
Seized by swift rage upon hearing the accusations flung at Harlee, Belindaâs hand whipped through the air, leaving a stinging red mark on Rhysâ cheek. It was clear she poured every ounce of her strength into it.
Rhys reeled from the impact as Belinda, her face etched with cold condemnation, chastised him.
âYou are a grave disappointment, Rhys!â Her voice, cold and sharp as shards of glass, pierced the heavy air.
âYou never truly saw me as your mother. We might as well sever ties.
Henceforth, we are nothing to each other!â
At that moment, Nathaniel, Jose, and the rest of the Sanderson family gathered around, watching the unfolding drama. Nathaniel fixed a stunned gaze on Rhys, his heart sinking. The grandson he thought he knew now seemed like a stranger. The accusation of Harleeâs betrayal shattered his last illusions, revealing a side of Rhys he couldnât recognize.
Speechless and overwhelmed, Nathaniel could only offer Harlee his silent support, standing steadfastly by her side. Joseâs face was a mask of muted disappointment, his eyes shadowed as he observed Rhys, a wordless testament to his disillusionment.
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