StartNovelChapter 916: When Harlee reappeared, freshly washed and dressed, Tonya had prepared an expansive breakfast spread.
"Harlee, my dear, look what I have made for you!" Tonya's movements were full of energy, and her smile radiated warmth, always lighting up Harlee's world just when Harlee needed it the most.
Harlee approached slowly, not with thanks, but saying, "Tonya, I slept soundly through the whole night." Hearing this, Tonya stiffened, tears suddenly spilling over as she embraced Harlee, crying loudly. Only she knew the depths of what Harlee had endured these past three years.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Finally, things are looking up...” Tonya embraced Harlee tightly, speaking at length about their shared struggles and the wrongs they had faced. When Harlee claimed she had moved on from Rhys, Tonya erased him from her life.
Thirty minutes later, Harlee sat at the kitchen table, a slice of bread in one hand and a cup of milk in the other.
"The woman with Rhys is called Anika." "Anika?" Tonya nearly spit out her drink.
After dedicating three years and numerous resources to finding this woman, they now discovered she was connected to Rhys? "Is it that Anika?" Tonya asked, seeking confirmation.
"I don't know," Harlee replied.
In just a few seconds, Tonya's mind had raced with countless potential strategies for dealing with Anika, but Harlee's uncertain response disrupted her flow.
gvlnovsdelivers what you seek Tonya rubbed her temples.
"Fine. I'll start with this lead." Harlee's calm, steady gaze said more than words would, as if silently urging Tonya to investigate.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSighing in resignation, Tonya left to handle the situation.
After a quick tidy-up, Harlee stepped outside, only to unexpectedly encounter Rhys. This time, he was alone. Rhys fixed his eyes on Harlee, his deep voice betraying a hint of suppressed emotion. "Fancy meeting you here again." In reality, Rhys was well aware Harlee hadn't returned to the Sanderson estate the previous evening.
He had purposely lingered near the Grand Oak, hoping for a chance encounter. The odds of encountering her here were slim, almost like searching for a needle amidst endless straw. Yet, fortune seemed unusually generous that day. What he had expected to be a futile wait ended with him standing face-to-face with her.
"Ugh, like I want to see you," Harlee remarked curtly, clearly displeased by his presence.
"I..." Rhys began, but Harlee interrupted by moving toward her car, her hand reaching for the door handle.
Before she could open it, Rhys stepped forward, pressing herhand down, his attention sharply focused on a delivery man cycling past. Harlee glanced at his stern profile and couldn't help but call out, "Rhys." Rhys turned, his tone icy.
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