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    “Staying home every day doesn’t suit me. I miss the excitement of controlling those big corporations. Plus, if I’m back at the Green Group, I can take some of the load off you, so you’re not so overwhelmed,” Rhys exined. In his view, he was no longer just a kid.


    He felt ready to take on responsibilities at thepany and protect Harlee from any danger.


    Harlee nodded and said, “Understood. Just hang in there a bit longer, and you’ll be back.”


    “Alright.” Rhys, still captivated by the enhanced version of the video he’d watched, said, “Go on with your work. I’ll be fine on my own here.”


    Harlee said nothing and just stared at Rhys.


    He refused to watch TV with her, and now he was urging her to leave. She almost lost the recollection of the Rhys who once loved her dearly. Yet, as long as he was healthy and safe, she couldn’tin. Reminding herself of this, Harlee stood and turned to leave the home theater.


    As she exited, she nced back to see Rhys eagerly grabbing a tablet and putting on headphones. She pondered if those soap operas were truly that engaging. She had many unanswered questions but found herself unable to express them.


    After all, he was a different person now, and she had to adjust to this new reality.


    In the evening, Harlee started feeling a headache, so she took a nap in her room.


    She woke up after midnight. Thinking Rhys might still be up, she thought of taking him out for ate-night snack.


    However, he was missing.


    Harlee knocked on his bedroom door for a while, but no one answered. She cautiously opened it, finding the bed unupied. Worried, she rushed to the home theater and flipped on the lights. The room brightened instantly.


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    There, in the vast space, Rhys was huddled in a corner with the tablet.


    His face showed a mix of surprise and a slight blush when he saw Harlee.


    Harlee just stood there, shocked. Rhys had dark circles under his eyes, his cheeks faintly red, and he seemed to be breathing unevenly.


    “Are you staying up all night here, secretly watching soap operas?” she asked.


    Rhys inwardly replied that it was something more thrilling than soap operas. Images of a man and woman in bed together shed in Rhys’ mind.


    He swallowed nervously, instinctively pulling a nket around himself.


    “Yeah, it’s peaceful here.”


    He was actually worried that Harlee mighte in and insist on sharing the bed.


    “Are these soap operas really that interesting?” Harlee asked, her curiosity piqued.


    Rhys’ face deepened into a full blush. Unable to express the allure, he shifted the conversation.


    “Were you looking for me?” Harlee realized he was dodging the question. Standing there, she felt more disconnected from this new version of Rhys. She wondered if she was expecting too much. Staring at him, she grew more suspicious that he was keeping secrets.


    And that blush? Maybe there was another woman in his life.


    Although it would be a lie to im she wasn’t hurt, Harlee managed to keep her emotions under control.


    “I was actually wondering if you’d like to go out for ate-night meal.”


    Harlee kept telling herself that when Rhys had brought Anika back, he had changed, and she shouldn’t cling to the past. Still, she felt a sharp, needle-like pain inside, as if being stabbed from all directions.


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