Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 25

Chapter 25:

Carol couldn’t help but smile to herself when she noticed Rachel speaking up for Brian.

She turned to him and said, “See that? Your fiancée really cares about you. You’d better treat her right, Brian. A man who doesn’t cherish his wife will only end up regretting it.”

Brian, standing off to the side, nodded repeatedly without a word.

The conversation continued for a while, and before long, it was time for dinner. With his grandfather and father absent due to other commitments, only four sat at the table.

Yet, five sets of utensils had been placed.

Just as they were about to begin their meal, Debby suddenly spoke up. “Hold on a moment—we have another guest joining us.”

The moment she finished, a crisp, pleasant voice filled the room. “Carol, Debby, I’m so sorry I’m late!”

Tracy walked into the living room, arms full of gift boxes, her smile bright and cheerful.

“You’re not late. You arrived just in time,” Debby responded warmly, stepping forward and taking Tracy’s hand with an eagerness that resembled a mother welcoming her own daughter.

Carol hesitated, then turned to a servant to get her reading glasses. Once she put them on and took a closer look, recognition flickered across her face.

“Oh! Tracy! When did you get back?”

Tracy immediately stepped closer, her smile dazzling. “I’ve been back for a little while. I’m so sorry for not visiting you and Debby sooner—work has been keeping me busy.”

“You young ones are always caught up in your careers. That’s understandable.

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By the way, did you return with your husband this time?” asked Carol.

Tracy’s expression stiffened for a brief moment.

Before she could find the right words to respond, Brian stepped in at just the right moment. “Grandma, let’s eat first.”

“Oh, alright. We can talk over dinner.”

Throughout the meal, Tracy animatedly shared stories about her experiences abroad, which Carol listened to with great interest.

bit of weight. Brian, you’re really not doing your job as a fiancé. How exactly are you taking care of her? If she gets any thinner the next time I see her, I’ll have to have a word with

so hard to earn Carol’s

the living room, chatting with Debby. It wasn’t until ten o’clock that she finally rose to her feet. “Debby, it’s getting late. I

her hand to stop her. “It’s already

his car

walk away together, unable to

she turned to head upstairs, Debby’s sharp, cutting voice sliced through the air. “Rachel, I don’t need to spell it out for you to understand Tracy’s place in Brian’s life. All these years, the person he’s cared about most has always been her. Honestly, if you walk away now, it’ll be easier on everyone. If you wait until he dumps you, it’ll only be more

and met Debby’s gaze

came, she

tired. I’ll head upstairs to

retreating figure, her face dark

I’ll make sure she’s out of

shower before settling into bed, but no matter how she shifted under the covers, sleep

passed since Brian left to take Tracy home, yet he still hadn’t returned. She had called him once

be back a little late. My stomach wasn’t feeling well,

nothing and quietly ended the

Brian never

next morning, with Debby nowhere in sight, Rachel had breakfast

seeing Brian, Carol naturally

responded, “There was an urgent matter at the company,

Carol casually

a time. I never thought they were a good match. Then Tracy went abroad, got married, and Brian met you. I believe this is just how fate works. Don’t worry. To me, you’re

touched that, for a moment, words

leaving the house, Rachel headed straight to

than expected—he was

The moment he saw her, his whole face

“Did you have breakfast?”

saw Brian.”

had seen Brian enough

did you

a pretty

mind immediately went

Tracy again. As expected, whenever Tracy was involved, all of Brian’s rationality and principles seemed

to make

a long time

“Rachel, Tracy had a sudden bout of gastritis