Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 37

Chapter 37:

To Rachel’s surprise, Brian didn’t distance himself this time.

“Hello?” His voice was still rough with traces of earlier emotion, making it sound especially husky.

“Brian, I didn’t see you all day. Were you out on a business trip?” Tracy asked.

“Rachel wasn’t feeling well, so I stayed at the hospital with her,” Brian replied honestly, making no effort to hide the truth.

“Oh? Is she alright now?”

“She’s doing better now. Her condition has stabilized.”

Tracy exhaled in relief. “That’s good to hear. If you were worried, I’d end up worrying too. Do you have time later? The concert tickets expire today, and we’ll miss it if we don’t go.”

Brian’s brows knitted together slightly.

He shifted his gaze toward Rachel, who remained silent, resting on the hospital bed.

After a moment, he said, “I’ll have Ronald go with you instead.”

Tracy chuckled softly, her tone considerate. “If you’re worried about Rachel, then never mind. But Ronald? That would be awkward. He doesn’t even appreciate music. It’s fine—I’ll just go alone. No need to force anything.” Without waiting for a response, she ended the call without hesitation.

Yet, a subtle feeling of guilt crept into Brian’s chest. After hanging up, he glanced at the bed.

Rachel was lying on her side, facing the window, silently staring outside.

She didn’t react, not even when he set his phone down.

It wasn’t until evening that Ronald arrived with dinner. When Rachel saw the food, she was truly surprised.

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“Thai food?” she murmured in disbelief.

Brian really got it for her?

Her fever had only just gone down, and her appetite wasn’t back to normal yet. Earlier, when Brian asked her what she wanted for dinner, she had casually mentioned Thai food.

an offhand comment—she never thought he’d actually make

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“Alright.”

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widened in shock.

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have been asking him

had been certain he would leave, assuming he’d have

her surprise, he stayed and shared a meal with her

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were eating, she casually mentioned, “Brian, I want

“What flavor?”

“Just the classic one.”

went with her

cafeteria worker asked

“Two.” She instinctively tugged at his sleeve. “Brian, we don’t need two. One

more hygienic to have separate cups,” he stated, as if it were

had tried to share food with him, but Brian’s unwavering obsession with cleanliness

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them and asked in his

absentmindedly rubbed her hands together, hesitating before she murmured,

He gave a slight nod,

slightly, softening his sharp features. It made him look even more flawless—like a carefully crafted sculpture, distant