GoodNovelChapter 1107: "Shall we go?" Rhys kept his eyes on her, his expression unchanged, though his stance seemed to relax slightly.
He was clearly still hesitating, but something within him had shifted.
After a long pause, Rhys' stiff lips parted as though he was about to speak, but suddenly, his vision darkened, and the world around him spun.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThud! Without warning, Rhys collapsed to the ground.
"Rhys!" Harlee instinctively reached out to support him, but she didn't apply enough force, and they both tumbled to the ground.
The men in black, who had been lurking in the shadows, immediately emerged.
"Harlee." Harlee shielded Rhys' body and addressed her men, "Get him back to the villa as quickly as possible." "Yes." As she watched the black-clad men carry Rhys away, disappearing into the downpour, Harlee felt a sudden pang of regret. She shouldn't have rushed things. What had little Rhys done wrong? She had known that these issues would surface...
Amidst the rain and mud, Harlee clenched her hands into fists, releasing the built-up strain from her body. Her previously chaotic thoughts began to settle. It was clear now-she had been too focused on trying to fix Rhys quickly. What she truly needed to do was accept him as he was, regardless of his form, and stand by him through everything. Perhaps that might heal his childhood, which had lacked love and care from his parents. With this new understanding of how to support Rhys, Harlee's tense face softened. She quickly rose and followed the men in black as they carried Rhys to the villa.
The rain continued to fall, the mist thickening in the air, and the villa slowly emerged from the dense white fog. "Harlee." Tonya, who had received the call, appeared at the entrance of the villa immediately.
Tonya instinctively looked past the two men in black toward Harlee. It was as if a long-standing riddle had finally been solved. In Harlee's expression, Tonya saw exactly what she had hoped for. Thankfully, Harlee had found her way out of the confusion on her own and no longer felt the need to rush Rhys' recovery.
Tonya placed her hand gently on Harlee's shoulder and said, "I've been working on something new in the lab. It seems Rhys' memory might stay locked at a certain point until something triggers him to remember everything." "Understood." Harlee nodded slightly, her face no longer burdened.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"I've cto terms with it. Whatever Rhys becomes, I will stand by him and help him through it." As her words ended, Rhys, who had been lying on the back of one of the men in black, seemed to stir.
Tonya quickly added, "Take him to the room. I need to assess his condition first."
In the arid climate of Asmain, the villa's courtyard had nearly dried but by sundown.
Standing quietly by the door, Christopher peered through a narrow gap, observing the bedroom. Rhys lay sprawled on the bed, dressed in sleepwear.
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