Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 33

Chapter 33:

Brian’s intensity the previous day had been overwhelming.

Rachel, mindful of the office surroundings, quickly placed her hand over his mouth. “I’m… I’m fine, Mr. White. There’s something important I need to discuss with you.”

“Mr. White?” A frown creased Brian’s brow.

“Brian,” she quickly corrected, her tone softening. “I need to ask for an advance on my salary for the next two years.”

“Why do you need such a large amount?” he asked.

Rachel didn’t hesitate as she explained, “It’s for Jeffrey’s legal defense.”

“Let Ronald handle all of Eric’s legal expenses directly. You shouldn’t worry about it,” Brian replied.

Brian was known for his financial generosity. Yet, Rachel was determined not to rely on his wealth this time.

“There’s no need. Jeffrey is my brother, and I should take responsibility for these costs myself.”

Brian paused, his hand momentarily still on her waist.

His smile remained, but it grew cold. “Are you sure about this?” Was it necessary for her to keep their finances so distinctly separate?

“Yes, using my own money makes me feel more secure. Please, just approve this request.”

Her plea visibly upset Brian.

He stepped back, hands sinking into his pockets, his demeanor turning cold. “Alright, if that’s what you want—no involvement from me—then submit the formal request. We’ll discuss it once it reaches my desk.”

Every story unfolds at gαℓησν𝒆𝓁s．𝓬𝗈𝗺

Rachel’s expression betrayed her inner turmoil.

She then moderated her approach, lowering her voice. “I know it’s unusual to ask for a two-year salary advance, but please consider it for…”

together for so long?”

drained of color, reflecting her shock. Did she really deserve

for the inconvenience!” With those words,

if her actions had been a mistake. Provoking him was probably unwise, especially since she was desperately in need of money. Now, even their relationship was at risk, and she found herself unable to shamelessly use his wealth. After all, his wealth remained

Rachel

Tracy standing near the hallway. Tracy approached, holding two concert tickets, and

past her without a word. Tracy stamped her foot in frustration. “Let’s

the supermarket on her way home. She picked up groceries, focusing on Brian’s favorites.

The call went unanswered.

sigh of resignation, she sent a text instead: “I’ve

received no response. She tried calling again, only to find his phone turned off.

dishes had gone cold. Losing any desire to eat, Rachel cleaned up the kitchen and retreated to

after stepping out of the shower and wrapping herself in

silhouette casting a shadow.

was clearly stunned

hands reflexively tightened the towel, and

he motioned with his finger.

his tie and stumbled toward her.

that she realized he

to ask when, suddenly, she had to support

body bending

wake up, Brian, don’t pass

managed to drag him onto the

she was about to dry her

an affectionate puppy, nestled his head against her

that moment, he seemed unusually tender and

whispered, seeking any sign of

remained silent,

clear he was drunk. Why else would he suddenly seem so endearing? Normally, when awake, he was more

watched him remain still and realized he had fallen asleep. She carefully tried to slip his

again, pleading, “Don’t leave. Stay and hold