NovelEnglishChapter 522 Chapter 522: She wrapped her arms around him, burying her face playfully against his chin.
Rhys, Im feeling a little down.
Without probing into the reasons, Rhys suggested he had the perfect remedy to uplift her spirits.
He swiftly guided her into his office.
Upon entering, Harlee was met with a breathtaking scenea carpet of red rose petals blanketed the floor, leaving her stunned.
This... Rhys gazed at her with eyes brimming with tender warmth.
Do you like it? he murmured.
Rhys had remembered her casual mention of flowers earlier that day and had gone to the lengths of having a thousand red roses shipped from overseas.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe instructed his assistants, Hamilton and Patrick, to scatter the petals all around the office.
Originally, he had planned to invite Harlee over under the guise of dinner.
However, he grappled with how to steer their conversation and asked for approval from Brenton, when an unexpected message from the receptionist announced Harlees arrival.
Harlee nodded enthusiastically, her eyes shining.
I absolutely love it.
She and Rhys were truly in sync.
Even when it cto flowers, they were on the spage.
It was regrettable, then, about the two bouquets she had selected with such care.
A flicker of emotion passed through Harlees eyes, unnoticed even by herself.
Rhys tenderly cradled her face in his hands and planted a soft kiss on her forehead.
Is this enough to cheer you up? he inquired gently.
Harlee playfully shook her head, her voice tinged with a sigh.
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Noticing the confusion across Rhys face, Harlee quickly recounted her earlier encounters with Lindsay and Etta and looped her arms around his neck.
It seems we had the sidea, but those bouquets... she murmured, her voice tinged with regret.
I carefully picked them from the countryside, so I cant help but feel a bit down.
Rhys enveloped her in a warm embrace, his large hand securing her delicate waist as he gazed into her eyes. What can I do to lift your spirits, Harlee? he asked earnestly.
Joinfor dinner! she replied with a hint of enthusiasm.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmOf course, Rhys responded with a warm, indulgent smile, and escorted her out of the office, his arm still around her.
Harlee leaned back slightly against him.
Are we just leaving like this? What about the roses? Rhys gave a thoughtful nod.
Roses that fail to bring you joy are pointless.
Harlee held her forehead.
That wasnt quite her point... Yet, with dinner on the horizon, perhaps it was e best to focus on the meal ahead.
While they awaited their food, Harlee, feeling a wave of sleepiness, om absentmindedly fiddled with her phone. Her Whatsuddenly erupted with a flurry of notifications, all from Brenton.
Harlee, nursing a slight headache, wasnt surprised when she checked them, each message pressing her to chstraight after dinner instead of lingering with Rhys. With a wry smile, she tilted the phone screen toward Rhys, one eyebrow cocked in a playful challenge.
Looks like youve still got a ways to go to win Brentons approval.
Rhys, entering into the spirit of the jest, tousled her hair affectionately.
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