Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany

The last time she was here, Tiffany was rejected outside it

The servants suspected that they had some conflicts because, during that period, it was obvious that Richard was much more fickle, and there seemed to be a ruthless air hanging around him every day.

But at midnight yesterday, they saw him carry the drunk Tiffany back and treat her wounds gently. He even asked them to change her clothes.

At last, he stayed there for a long while and made sure that she was fine before he went to the guest room in relief.

The master bedroom was reserved for Tiffany.

This meant that from now on, Royal Bay would welcome its Mrs. Hampton.

The servants had basically watched Richard grow up. They saw how he had grown up from the young master of the Hampton family in the old manor to the incomparably noble Mr. Hampton now.

It had been more than 20 years. So the smiles on the servants’ faces were pure of gratification.

After dinner, under Tiffany’s strong request, Richard finally agreed to let her go.

Hence, he called John over.

The moment John saw Tiffany, he immediately smiled and nodded. “Mrs. Hampton, I’ll escort you back.”

This time, Tiffany finally understood why they were smiling so tacitly. It turned out that they treated her as his wife. She fe uncomfortable being called that, so he said, “I’m not. Don’t call me that.”

“Yes, Mrs. Hampton.” John grinned, revealing a row of neat white teeth.

The corners of Tiffany’s mouth twitched as she glared at the culprit beside her.

However, in Richard’s opinion, how could this gaze be hurtful at all? It was just like a little cat scratching the air and acting cute. All kinds of tempting thoughts surged in his heart, and he wished he could drag her back and never let her go for the rest of his life. But in the end, he still restrained himself.From NôvelDrama.Org.

Before Tiffany got into the car, her waist suddenly got wrapped.

She turned back, embarrassed and angry.

The servants around had already dispersed tactfully. Even John raised his head to look at the sky.

Tiffany gritted her teeth. “Richard!!”

However, what responded to her was a gentle kiss on her forehead.

“Miss me, huh?” His voice was magnetic, low, and hoarse, which was unbelievably pleasant to ear.

Tiffany was angry and amused. “I’m just going home.”

Richard smiled and whispered into her ear, “You still owe me a love letter.”

‘What?’ Tiffany blinked and teased, “Is this what I promised you when I was drunk?”

“It’s not that.” He looked at her with a burning gaze.

His tone was extremely serious and even a little stubborn. “But I want it.”

‘Can you just stop it? Tiffany could not help but sigh. “Don’t you think it’s very childish to want a love letter? Do you know how old you are?”

“I don’t think so.” He shook his head with her face reflected in his dark pupils.

It was filled with dominance and a crazy desire for possession.

When he thought about how she had written so many love letters to that bastard Kenneth when she was young, his heart was roaring with infuriating jealousy.

Tiffany was stunned. She roughly realized why he was so obsessed with a love letter. She was amused, but at the same time, she was touched.

So she nodded and smiled brightly. “Okay.”

On the way back, Tiffany couldn’t help but laugh when she thought of this. The last bit of scruples and hesitation in her mind was completely thrown away. She admitted that her heart was throbbing. She couldn’t describe how much she was tempted, but at least at this moment, she was very sure of her feelings, and also his. But this letter was still kind of hard to deal with.

When Tiffany smiled for the fifth time, John, who was driving, finally couldn’t take it anymore. When he stopped at a traffic light, he turned his head around and boasted his credit. “Mrs. Hamtpon, Mr. Hampton is easy to coax, right?”

‘What? Is he? You must be kidding!’ After being reminded by him, Tiffany finally remembered how that bastard had treated her previously!

She came to look for him but was blocked outside. She disguised herself and went to his company, but he just chased hex away rudely.

“Thanks for reminding me!” Tiffany smiled brightly, but it made John shiver.

‘Oh no, I’m in trouble!’ John touched his neck and felt dreadful.

If he had known it earlier, he wouldn’t have been so gossipy. Now he had unintentionally ignited the hatred in her mind.

After sending Tiffany home, the first thing he did when he returned to Royal Bay was go to the training ground. Anyway, he should try his best not to show up before Richard.

Garry was amused. “What’s wrong with you? Did you do something wrong or get into trouble?”

“Both.” John thought about it and told Garry about what had happened.

When Garry heard this, he waved his hand and said nonchalantly, “Alright, it’s not a big deal. Get him a rope to climb into her bedroom to apologize tonight. Wouldn’t the matter be resolved?”

It seemed to make sense. John was scared out of his wits and really went to prepare

Richard was very busy. There were still a lot of matters waiting for him to deal with.

When he saw John walk in with a rope, his eyelids twitched. “Is your head broken?”

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“Let me show you something incredible.” As John spoke, he knelt down and explained, “Look at this rope, it’s long enough and tight. It…”

Before he could finish, Richard shouted, “Get lost.”

“Oh.” John stood up and left the study with the rope.

Richard did not take this matter to heart at all. When he went to climb her window again tonight, he was blocked.

It was locked, but there was a simple drawing pasted on the windowsill.

There were two very cute and childish figures in the painting. The girl was throwing a tantrum, and her starry eyes were extremely cute. Meanwhile, the little boy turned his head away proudly, looking arrogant and cool.

Richard suddenly laughed. This girl was indeed very cute when she was angry.

The night wind blew, and the paper fluttered. He reached out and carefully took it off. Looking at the two cartoon characters who looked like him and Tiffany, the smile on Richard’s lips widened. Then, he carefully kept the piece of paper in his arms.

His eyes were filled with the gentleness and warmth that could melt the away snow and revive the world.

In his eyes, this was his first love letter.

As for the tightly locked window? It was just a piece of cake.