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    He was really pushing his luck now! Harlee, unwilling to argue further, grabbed his cor and pulled him in for a quick kiss before quickly pulling away.


    “Anyone looking on would think you and Noel are at odds,” she said, a touch of resignation in her voice.


    Rhys’ voice was quiet as he said, “Lee, even though Noel is my good friend, I can’t help but feel jealous of him. He had those three years that I will never have in this life.” His eyes held a hint of mncholy.


    Harlee’s expression hardened slightly as she looked up at him, a small smile ying on her lips. “You’re the reason I met him, and we have many more sets of three years ahead of us.”


    Ever since Rhys had retrieved his memories, he had seldom spoken of those missing three years, leading Harlee to believe he was more focused on the present. Yet, it seemed that lost time still pricked at his heart.


    Rhys remained silent, just gazing at her.


    Their eyes locked, and their shared history unfolded in their minds like a film, from their first encounter to the deep bond and sacrifices they had made. Despite truly being together for less than three years, their connection spanned six. They were fortunate to have stuck together after all these years.


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    “That’s right! We have countless three-year periods ahead of us,” Rhys said, his tense expression slowly easing. “But even so, I’m still jealous, and my possessiveness still kicks in. The two aren’t in conflict.”


    Harlee realized the conversation was going nowhere. He was relentless. Resigned, she took his hand and gently pulled him forward. “I’m hungry. Let’s go to the restaurant and have pasta. I haven’t had any in days, and I miss it a little.”


    Harlee figured, considering Rhys’ difficult nature, even if she said kind things, coaxed him, or offered logical reasons, his jealousy would still remain unchanged. So, why even bother? Just eat. It wasn’t costing her anything. And even if it did, she could well afford it!


    “Okay.” Rhys nodded in agreement. He might let himself go hungry, but he would never let his beloved wife feel hunger!


    Following her morning meal, Harlee dove right back into her tasks, which included not only coordinating medical treatments with Noel but also overseeing various projects on the T&H Ind. She nned to recruit 500 workers for the ind. This figure was neither overwhelminglyrge nor trivially small, and finding appropriate assignments for each of them was a considerable task. She also needed to n out the sites for more farmhouse restaurants.


    “Are you thinking of turning the T&H Ind into a focal point for your new businesswork?” Rhys asked.


    Rhys was working closely with Harlee, especially on projects rted to the T&H Ind. Initially, his team was involved, and he had proposed handling the continuing logistics of the ind’s development.


    However, Harlee turned down his proposal. She had ns to transform the ind into the foundation for a new business endeavor, relegating Rhys to the role of her assistant.


    “Any concerns?” Harlee looked up at Rhys, who had just sorted out some documents for her.


    Rhys considered briefly before suggesting, “I rmend we slowly start the informationwork initiatives after the farmhouse restaurant on the ind has been operational for a period. This location can serve as an office for the time being.”


    Right as Harlee was about to delve further into their ns, a knock at the door interrupted her, apanied by Robbie’s rough voice. “Harlee, the ship is nearly at the dock. Noel’s about to leave. Will youe to bid him farewell?”


    This soon? Harlee nced out the window toward the sea. It appeared they would make it to Baythorn by the afternoon.


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