NovelEnglishChapter 1387 Chapter 1387: Rhys gently cupped her face, locking eyes with her, his touch a silent vow of unwavering support. He softly pinched her cheek, his voice gentle as he said, "Lee, none of this is your fault." Harlee's eyelashes fluttered, and she finally raised her eyes to meet his. She wrapped her arms around him, seeking solace in his embrace.
"Rhys, I'm heartbroken. Coulson is in this state because of me. Do you think I'm cursed? Everyone who gets close toalways ends up hurt." Her words were heavy with self-accusation.
At her words, Rhys stiffened, instinctively beginning to soothe her, stroking her back.
"You're not to blame. Don't carry this burden." "No," Harlee whispered, shaking her head.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHarlee shook her head vehemently, her voice saturated with remorse.
"It is my fault. I bring bad luck to those around me. That's why those close tosuffer. You fell off a cliff because of me. Anika poisoned and tormented you for over three years. Tonya, Ritchie, and Hamilton all died in that fight because of me. And now, Coulson has changed beyond recognition because of my actions. I, I..." Overcby her emotions, she broke down, unable to continue.
"You're not to blfor any of this. Lindsay's the one who wanted you gone, which ledto fall off that cliff. Anika is the one who tried to control me, which led to my poisoning. Matteo and Waylon's cruelty pulled Tonya and the others into danger. And it's Nola, for reasons I can't explain, who is determined to hurt you, which is why Coulson ended up being used as a pawn!" He grasped her shoulders, forcing her to meet his eyes, and said earnestly, "Lee, none of this is your fault. The wrong lies with the people who have bad intentions!" He repeatedly held her shoulders, urging her to keep her chin up.
Read more at galnovesHarlee's eyes were filled with deep self-doubt, reflecting her internal struggle against her own insecurities. "Really?" she asked, her voice tinged with uncertainty. Could it truly not be her fault? Hadn't her inability to protect those she cared about caused this situation? Rhys noticed she was paying attention and lightened his tone, attempting to bring shumor into the situation.
"Absolutely, my love could never be at fault!" He intended his comforting words to dispel the gloom surrounding her.
That was what Noel had told Rhys. If Harlee was on the verge of a self-blmeltdown, the strategy was to reassure her thoroughly, lighten the mood with humor, and then keep a close watch on her emotional state until she stabilized.
Harlee looked at Rhys's comforting smile. His constant support gave her the breathing room she needed, yet she couldn't shake off the guilt weighing on her heart. She recognized that she might be spiraling into another emotional crisis, but this time, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't control her emotions. Still, no updates about Coulson had come, and she dreaded the worst possible news.
After an agonizing period, Rhys's soothing presence gradually eased Harlee's nerves, blunting the edge of her breakdown.
But as she attempted to speak, her words barely emerged.
"..." Her eyes conveyed sheer shock and fear.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmRhys quickly steadied her shoulders again, his eyes earnest.
"Don't worry. We'll take it slow. One word at a time."
Harlee just shook her head. If she suddenly lost her ability to speak, that was okay. She only wanted to m communicate that that she was alright.
But given her visible distress, how could Rhys believe she was truly okay?
Nearby, Patrick observed the unfolding scene with intense focus. Seeing Harlee struggle to speak, anxiety surged within him, his fists clenching in frustration.
"This is the first tI've seen Harlee like this. If I ever catch that damned Nola, I swear Vill tear her apart," he En muttered under his breath.
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