Chapter 1306:
âAlright.â Noel shrugged. He now found himself in the tricky position of working on treatment while playing along with Harleeâs and Rhysâ respective requests to keep the treatment from each other. He was not in a position to persuade them.
âEmotional struggles are intricate and long-lasting. Itâs impossible to foresee everything,â Harlee said sincerely. âSometimes, just letting things be isnât so bad.â The truth would come out when the time was right.
Noel looked down at her and said, âSince youâve thought this through, Iâll support you in keeping this from Rhys.â
âThank you,â Harlee expressed her gratitude sincerely. She had lost count of how many times she had said thank you, but she wasnât sure what else to say.
A voice full of jealousy slowly drifted over. âWhat are you two talking about? You look so happy together.â
Harleeâs heart raced. Turning toward the voice, she saw Rhys leaning against a wall nearby, arms folded, his eyes deep and dark as he watched them, his smile ambiguous.
After quickly gauging the distance and feeling confident that Rhys hadnât overheard their conversation, Harlee breathed a sigh of relief. She composed herself and approached him calmly. âI thought youâd sleep a bit longer.â
âI couldnât sleep,â Rhys responded, his gaze fixed on them coldly. Despite his friendship with Noel, Rhys was not one to ignore even a hint of jealousy.
Noel felt a chill run down his spine as if a blade hovered there. He cleared his throat and moved slowly forward, maintaining his usual calm facade.
âYou two chat. I need to change my outfit,â he said.
Without waiting for a response, Noel walked past them toward his room.
Rhys watched Noel until he was out of sight, then slowly shifted his focus.
Harlee, noticing his intense gaze, joked, âWhy such a long stare at Noel? Feeling jealous?â
âWhat else could it be?â Rhys said directly.
He wrapped an arm around Harleeâs waist, planting a firm kiss on her face, and asked with a hint of irritation, âWhy did you go looking for him so early in the morning?â
Harlee met his gaze steadily. âDidnât you catch our conversation? Why ask?â Though the distance suggested their talk wouldnât carry, she wasnât entirely sure about Rhysâ hearing.
âI only saw you two smiling at each other,â Rhys retorted, his voice laced with jealousy.
Watching him closely and confident that he hadnât heard their words, Harlee let out another discreet sigh of relief, then wrapped her arms around his neck and smiled. âHe was very helpful during our trip to the T&H Island. I was just thanking him.â
âYou felt the need to thank him in person for that?â Rhysâ hand gently caressed her lower back, pulling her slightly closer. His lips edged near hers as he murmured with a playful smile, âI put in quite an effort too. Donât I deserve some thanks?â
Harlee gently pushed his face away, teasing, âSo, I should thank you too?â Rhys was at a loss for words. Did he need her thanks?
Rhys gazed at her light-colored lips, his face moving closer once again. Desire filled his eyes as his low, sexy voice rumbled from his throat, âYou only need to kiss me.â
Harlee fell silent. Rhysâ tricks for begging for kisses were endless. âIf you donât want to kiss me, Iâm more than willing to make the first move.â Rhysâ lips nearly brushed against hers as he spoke.
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