Celestial Queen: Revenge Is Sweet When You’re A Zillionaire Heiress

Chapter 1181:

But in reality, Rhys didn’t truly despise Harlee. What he hated was how her every action clouded his judgment.

He hated feeling useless around her, hated the presence of other men in her world, and hated being treated as though he couldn’t manage things on his own.

But Harlee remained unaware of any of this. She believed Rhys simply resented her for breaking her promises.

Sitting on the bed, Harlee felt overwhelmed by a sense of helplessness. Since Rhys lost his memories, she had started to question her choices for the first time. She wondered whether, under the pretense of “doing what’s best for him,” she was actually harming Rhys. Maybe, like Tonya, she should let go.

Suddenly, Harlee looked up at him.

“Rhys, have you ever thought about what kind of person you’d want to be if you never get your memory back?”

At her words, Rhys turned away.

“Why does it matter to you if I’ve thought about it or not?”

“Is that it? You’re not going to talk to me about anything anymore?” Harlee’s voice carried a sharp edge of bitterness.

“What difference would it make if I did? You wouldn’t care about my thoughts. You’d just keep me trapped in Remson Manor, feeding me lies.” Rhys pulled the blanket over himself again.

“So, is that really how you see me?” Harlee winced slightly.

After everything she’d done, all she received in return was his misunderstanding and dislike.

“Yes, exactly!” Rhys threw a fit, oblivious to the tears silently sliding down Harlee’s cheeks.

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Harlee sat there in silence, not offering any further explanation.

Her silence only made Rhys more irritated.

He threw the blanket aside and sat up again.

“You promised you’d take care of me, said I was the most important person in your life.

But you have so many others to look after and so many people that matter more! I don’t want to share your care. I don’t need it.”

At that moment, Harlee finally understood. Rhys didn’t really hate her.

He was just being childish.

He was jealous.

For some reason, this side of him was endearing to her, and she couldn’t help but laugh.

“You’re laughing? I’m trying to have a serious conversation, and you’re laughing? Harlee, do you have any idea how irritating you—”

Harlee pinched her thigh to stifle her laughter. She grasped Rhys’ shoulders and looked him in the eye, speaking with sincerity.

“I didn’t lie to you. When I said I’d take care of you, I meant it.

As for the others, they’re my friends, and they’re your friends too. When friends are in need, isn’t it right for us to help each other?”

The mention of “friends” softened Rhys’ expression.

Harlee continued, “And you’re incredibly important to me.

But we’ve been apart for years, so isn’t it normal for me to have other friends? But still, I owe you an apology. You lost your memories, and I should have introduced you to them first.”

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