StartNovelChapter 912: Noel asked, "Rhys, are you really going to back down?" A soft, nasal sound cthrough, followed by the mechanical click of the call ending.
Unable to utter the word "give up," Rhys had chosen this method to express his determination to Noel.
Harlee was everything to him. If possible, he would never let go of her hand.
But now, he had no choice but to back down.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtInside the private dining room, Harlee hadn't received the response she had hoped for, and her mood was fluctuating. It wasn't until Noel appeared that she managed to compose herself, masking her anxiety with a display of normalcy.
"How did you know to leave garlic out of my dish?" Harlee glanced at Noel, her expression uncertain, as if she couldn't decide whether to direct her question at him or the chef.
The head chef parted his lips, about to offer another explanation, but realizing it would require yet another fabrication, he chose to remain silent instead.
Noel, sitting calmly next to Harlee, observed the untouched plates.
"Why haven't you started eating yet?" he asked, a gentle smile forming.
"You mentioned once that you dislike garlic. So, when I reserved this room, I made sure to tell the chef." Harlee said, a bit distracted, "I thought..." "What was that?" Noel interjected quickly.
She shook her head, dismissing her earlier thought, and offered a smile to the head chef.
"Thank you, the meal is wonderful." galbrings you fresh updates With a modest smile, the head chef replied, "If you need nothing further, I'll head back to the kitchen." As the head chef nudged the door open, Rhys, who was stealthily lingering outside, caught a fleeting glimpse of Harlee, the woman he had missed so intensely, through the gap.
At that moment, his heart pounded wildly, racing beyond his control. Yet, an intense, unbearable pain gripped it, making each beat feel like an agony of its own.
He realized this moment marked the end of his hopes with the woman he cherished so deeply. Yet, Rhys harbored no regrets. The thought of Harlee's happiness, even with another by her side, was a consolation he was prepared to accept.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAs the dining room door closed, a cheerful voice called out from behind, "Rhys." Rhys quickly regained his composure and reverted to his usual self-assured manner.
Anika, beaming, linked her arm through his.
"Why choose this place?"
Rhys, with a polite smile, explained, "It's been a while since I cback, and I wanted something new. You wanted to explore different cuisines, didn't you?" "Should we try it then?" she suggested eagerly.
With a tolerant smile, Rhys responded, "If it's not to your liking, ve we can always go somewhere else." Side by side, they made their way to a neighboring private dining room.
For three years, Rhys endured the agony of feigning affection for Anika and indifference toward Harlee. At last, after all this time, the true motives of Anika and Eugenia were beginning to surface.
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