Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany

Tiffany's face turned red. She supported Richard and slowly walked into Royal Bay.

When the servants who came out to welcome them saw this scene, their expression changed slightly.

To be exact, when they saw Tiffany, they were all surprised to varying degrees.

Everyone in Lovell City knew what had happened at their engagement party.

The fatal wound on Richard's body was caused by Tiffany.

They were surprised to see that she still dared to come to Royal Bay.

The old servants frowned, their eyes filled with varying degrees of vigilance and anger.

Tiffany did not notice the gazes of these people. She helped Richard upstairs.

The first aid kit had already been brought over. Tiffany personally took off Richard's suit and unbuttoned his shirt. His muscular chest was exposed, and his abs were clearly visible. His figure was strong, and he was extremely sexy. Just looking at him made her blush and her heart race.

With a red face, Tiffany took out all the disinfectant from the medicine box.

This was the first time she had seen Richard's wound with her own eyes.

A deep scar appeared on his chest. Because the wound had opened up again, blood was flowing non-stop. It was hard to imagine the pain brought by this fatal wound.

Tiffany's body stiffened.

She had caused this wound. Even though she was hypnotized, she knew that she had wanted to kill him at that time.

at it, she couldn't imagine how severe the wound was at that moment.

Now that she looked

Tiffany took a deep breath and gently wiped the oozing blood with a cotton ball. Then, she stopped the bleeding and applied medicine. Finally, she carefully wrapped the wound with bandages.

She did her best to be gentle because she didn't want to hurt his wound. She didn't want him to feel any more pain.

However, Richard did not even frown. His handsome face was as usual. His calm and composed appearance made it seem as if he was not the one who was seriously injured. Finally, the wound was treated.

Tiffany retracted her hand. "Done."

"Okay," Richard responded lazily. He reached out and gently pulled Tiffany onto the bed.

"Don't move!" Tiffany did not dare to push him because of his wound. She could only glare at him fiercely and angrily.

However, this gaze was really not intimidating.

Richard rolled over and pressed her down.

His magnetic voice sounded slowly. "Don't you have to make it up to me?"

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With a strong sense of longing, he refused to let go of every part of her.

Tiffany's face turned red and she tried to dodge in embarrassment. "Richard, can you behave yourself?"

She thought, 'He is already injured to such an extent, what is he still thinking about?'

"I can't." His answer was self-righteous.

He was a normal man. It was hard to not have desires when facing his lover. Besides, they had not married yet. Richard's dark and deep eyes gradually burned with fire. His pupils reflected Tiffany's red face and watery eyes. It was a feast for the eyes.

Richard lowered his head, his breathing hot.

In the end, he stretched his wound, and the white bandage that had just been wrapped was dyed red again.

Tiffany was embarrassed and angry. "If you move again, I won't care about you anymore!"

Only then did he reluctantly retract his hand.

Tiffany gritted her teeth and helplessly bandaged his wound again. However, after the wound was bandaged this time, she immediately retreated and said before Richard could speak, "Don't move. I'll go wash my hands!" Her hands were red. As long as she didn't leave him, he would be fine.

Richard raised his eyebrows and his thin lips curled up slightly.

He said, "Come back soon."

Tiffany thought, 'Bastard!'

She ran out of the room with a red face.

There was a sink in the bedroom, but she did not dare to stay there. At least, she had to wait for him to calm down before she could go back.

Tiffany went to the sink on the first floor. Recalling what had just happened, it still made her blush and her heart race. Tiffany slowly washed her hands and washed her face.

After being slightly stimulated by the cold water, the heat on her face subsided a lot.

After washing her face, she turned around and was about to go back when she saw two old servants in front of her.

Tiffany asked, "What's up?"

The two servants had the same vigilance and resentment in their eyes.

One of them said, "Miss Kelley, you almost caused Mr. Hampton to lose his life. How dare you come back to Royal Bay

now?"

These old servants had watched Richard grow up. Now that they were facing Tiffany, their hearts were filled with hatred and resentment. Even if they tried their best to restrain themselves, their hatred was still obvious. Tiffany was slightly taken aback. The corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

She asked, "So?"

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The old servant said, "Therefore, you should leave Royal Bay and don't appear in front of Mr. Hampton again. What if you tried to hurt him again?"

Tiffany said nothing. She didn't know how to explain it. These were all indisputable facts.

The servant's face was cold. He looked at Tiffany as if he was looking at a disaster.

He said, "Because of you, Mr. Hampton flew into a rage. John was punished with a hundred whips after he tried to persuade him. He's still lying in bed and can't get up! Because of you, Mr. Hampton severely punished so many people. Even those who suppressed the Kelley family in business were all dealt with by Mr. Hampton!

"Even though you hurt him so badly and almost killed him, he would still do this for you! What about you? How much can you do for him?"

The servant sneered and hit the nail on the head. "Miss Kelley, can't you see it clearly? You're not worthy of Mr. Hampton at all! If you are with him, you will get him killed sooner or later!"

Tiffany didn't want to hear the rest. She didn't know how she got back to Richard's bedroom.

She only knew that the moment she pushed open the door, she was blocked by him in the corner.

"What took you so long?" Richard frowned. His handsome still had the charm to charm all living beings.

Tiffany replied nonchalantly, "It's only three minutes. How is it long?"

He said, "Really? I thought it was three years."

Tiffany burst out laughing. The moment she lowered her eyes, the smile was gone.

The servant's words still echoed in her mind like a curse, repeated over and over again. The voice kept saying, "If you stay by his side, sooner or later, you get him killed."

Tiffany shuddered and thought, 'Will I... get him killed?"

The servant's words were to make her stay away from Richard.

But she couldn't do it, and she definitely wouldn't waver because of these words.

She loved Richard. From the moment she agreed to his proposal, she was prepared to go through anything with him. Therefore, she would never leave him.