Chapter 1183:
Once Harlee left, Rhys jumped up, ready to freshen up and meet her for breakfast downstairs.
However, when Rhys reached the lower level, he found an unexpected visitor at Remson Manor: Jonathan.
âJonathan? Why are you here so early?â Harleeâs voice reached Rhysâ ears, and his expression darkened immediately.
His hands balled into fists. Jonathanâs name was the last thing heâd heard in the video call the night before.
Rhys stared down at his clenched fists, a burning desire to strike someone rising within him. Last time, heâd just wanted to tease Waylon, but now, he truly wanted to knock Jonathan out. Jonathan was the one responsible for the tension between him and Harlee.
Now that Jonathan had dared to show up at Remson Manor, Rhys was determined to confront him.
Rhys knitted his brow as he made his way down the stairs, spotting Jonathan lounging on the couch with a smug smile, as though it was his own home.
Rhys despised that expression.
His frustration flared.
He continued down the stairs. Soon, he spotted Harlee sitting across from Jonathan, absorbed in her book, acting as though nothing unusual had occurred.
From afar, the scene seemed serene, but Rhys felt they were clearly incompatible.
With a stern face, Rhys approached and sat next to Harlee.
âYouâre up?â Harlee looked up, surprised to find him beside her. Rhys glanced at her book, a smile tugging at his lips.
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âDidnât you say you werenât fond of this kind of book?â
âWhen I picked it up, I remembered that you recommended it, so I thought Iâd try something new,â Harlee replied casually.
Just then, Jonathan spoke to Harlee without even looking at Rhys.
âDarling, Iâm starving.
Can we eat now? I brought your favorite pastries.â
Rhys fumed at Jonathanâs way of addressing Harlee. While he could only call her by her name, he felt Jonathan had no right to call her âDarling.â His animosity toward Jonathan intensified.
Harlee was about to stand when she realized there were only three servings: one for her, one for Robbie, and one for Jonathan.
Jonathan explained calmly, âIâm not familiar with Mr. Green, so I wasnât sure what he likes. Maybe the housekeeper can make something else for himâ¦â
Before Jonathan could finish, Rhys snatched the takeout boxes.
âIâm not picky.
Guests should be treated well. Let the housekeeper prepare something for you.â
Harlee wasnât surprised by his response and shrugged.
âYou should try the housekeeperâs cooking. Itâs really good.â She then followed Rhys into the kitchen.
Jonathan stood frozen.
He quickly caught up with them.
âIâm a guest. Shouldnât guests beâ¦â
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