Chapter 883:
Ritchie kicked Hale back.
âBack off.
Donât get any closer.â Hale stumbled back two steps before leaning against the iron gate, his face a blend of exhilaration and deep, murderous resentment.
His exhilaration was sparked by the sight of Harlee, while his anger boiled from the fact that Ritchie had the audacity to strike him.
Harlee was seated on a plush sofa, arranged specifically by Aldrich, her gaze downcast as she focused on her tasks.
Ritchie stood behind Harlee with a confident posture, his arms crossed, eyeing Hale as if he were a corpse on the verge of growing cold.
When Harlee inquired about Hale from Tonya, Ritchie realized that Haleâs inevitable end was just around the corner.
Hale gently rubbed the spot on his chest where he had been kicked and then stood in front of Harlee, his gaze filled with seductive intensity.
âItâs been a whileâ¦â His tone and gaze were laden with boundless affection.
Ritchie was used to this.
Even when Hale had been nearly beaten to death before, he still expressed his love for Harlee. Now, Haleâs look was nothing short of seductive.
Harlee finished her last text, stowed her phone, and slowly lifted her gaze to Ritchie beside her.
âHow long until Tonya gets here?â
Just then, Tonyaâs panting voice echoed nearby.
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âHarleeâ¦
Harlee, Iâve made itâ¦â
Tonya leaned on Ritchieâs shoulder, struggling to catch her breath.
Harlee softly patted Tonyaâs back, her voice tender yet indulgent.
âDo you want to see me handle it, or should we let him perform directly?â
No sooner had Harlee spoken than Hale, bracing against the iron door, interrupted within three seconds, preempting Tonya.
He interpreted Harleeâs talk of performance as a signal for another round of his punishment because he knew Harleeâs nature well enough to understand that if she intended to kill him, she would not hesitate.
Hale turned to Harlee, who was assisting Tonya in catching her breath.
âHarlee, I realize now I shouldnât have resorted to those vile actions.
Even knowing you despise it, I still got involved with drug deals.
But I felt I had no other choice. You paid no heed to my efforts of wooing you, and you refused to meet with me. I was driven to take drastic actions. Please, donât hold it against me, okay? I just want to be with you.â
Hale finished speaking and looked at Harlee, his gaze intense, filled with nothing but pure love.
Tonya nearly gagged at his declaration. She couldnât help but think Hale had a true talent for being repulsive, especially with how he spoke about doing terrible things in such an unusual manner.
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