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    As Harlee was still consumed by bewilderment, Christopher walked into a room and returned with his face concealed by a mask that mirrored Rhys’ features perfectly.


    The pieces began to fall into ce for Harlee. Over the past three years, Rhys had shielded the truth from her, but now,yer byyer, it wasing to light, pulling her back into a stark reality. The depth of her significance in Rhys’ heart had always eluded her. It was her own insecurities that had clouded her judgment in their rtionship. It turned out Rhys had been as ready to sacrifice his life for her now as he had been when he jumped from the cliff for her sake three years ago.


    He had endured three years of degradation, all for her benefit.


    “Did he endure all this until now because he feared Anika and Eugenia might hurt me?” Harlee asked.


    Despite everything Noel had shared previously, his knowledge of Rhys’ n paled inparison to Christopher’s.


    At this juncture, Harlee sought to understand what drove Rhys’ deep desire to persevere.


    Christopher shook his head before nodding.


    “Our initial strategy involved Mr. Green confronting Anika and Eugenia six months down the line.


    However, Anika’s failed abduction and your injuries that day elerated his ns.


    He abandoned caution, fearing the mission’s failure more than death itself, and orchestrated a new strategy. What we nned for half a year was executed in under three days, effectively neutralizing Anika’s and Eugenia’swork overseas.” Christopher vividly remembered those days, the loss of manyrades who had fought tirelessly by his side, and the noticeable thinning of Rhys’ hair throughout the stressful period.


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    Upon learning of the mission’s sess, Rhys’ hair had turnedpletely white by the following morning. The dark hair he now wore was merely a disguise, one that Christopher had covertly dyed while Rhys was under sedation.


    Christopher often pondered whether Rhys’ insistence onpleting the mission ahead of schedule had led to his current suffering.


    Had Rhys not pushed himself so hard, might his life expectancy not have been drastically reduced to under a month?


    Harlee’s eyes widened in astonishment upon hearing this. She hadn’t expected the extent of Rhys’ sacrifices over the years, all made for her.


    His existence was tethered to her survival.


    He had dismantled Anika’s and Eugenia’s operation…


    Overseas in under three days. She knew all too well the Herculean effort that entailed, even with three years of preparation.


    “What happened next? How did you find your way here? And when did you arrive?” Harlee asked, her voice trembling.


    After a brief pause, Christopher replied, “After securing the location of the antidote for the Bloodthirstiness Pill from Anika and Eugenia, we made our way here.” Harlee grew quiet.


    “Three years ago, Mr. Green started decorating this vi, choosing it because the bungee jumping spot nearby was where you two first bonded,” Christopher exined, his voice breaking as he was ovee by emotion.


    “It was here he realized he had fallen for you…


    He hoped to spend his final moments in the ce of his happiest memories.”


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