Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 56

Chapter 56:

When Rachel snapped back to reality, she hurriedly got into the car.

“Did you bring lipstick?” Brian asked the moment she settled in.

She glanced at her handbag and gave an honest nod. “Yeah, I did. Why?”

“Great.”

Before she could make sense of his response, he suddenly pulled her onto his lap.

Rachel barely had time to react before she found herself seated on his legs, their bodies pressed together in the confined space. The soft lighting and their height difference made it easy for her to see his Adam’s apple move as he swallowed, making him seem even more irresistible. For a split second, a wild thought crossed her mind—he looked so hot, she actually wanted to bite him.

But before she could entertain the impulse, Brian tilted her chin up and caught her lips in a kiss.

It was urgent, possessive, as if he couldn’t wait another second. Rachel was utterly defenseless against the intensity. One hand clung to his shirt for support, while the other grew damp with nervous sweat.

In the tight space of the car, her own heartbeat echoed in her ears—loud, steady, and impossible to ignore.

And that was when it hit her. She still loved him. Hopelessly and recklessly. Brian was her greatest addiction, and there was no turning back. Without his love, she knew the pain in her heart would eventually consume her.

As their breaths mingled, Brian gently held her face, his voice deep and intoxicating. “Do you still love me?”

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Rachel didn’t answer. Even if she did, she wasn’t about to admit it so easily.

Brian’s brows furrowed with worry as his fingers softly brushed against her face. “Did you hate me for what happened last time?” he asked, his voice carrying a hint of sadness.

She didn’t know how to respond.

Saying she wasn’t upset would be a lie—there was still a knot in her chest that hadn’t loosened. But did she hate him? No.

She was just hurt and disappointed.

“You’re not saying anything. Seems you do hate me now.” There was a hint of sadness in his eyes, something raw and unguarded.

Rachel rested her head against his chest, listening to the steady, rhythmic thud of his heartbeat. The car fell into a comfortable silence.

their destination, she finally wrapped her arms around his

doesn’t hurt. But I

his fingers through her soft hair,

they arrived, her lipstick had been completely kissed away. Only then did she realize why

through his. Together, they strolled down the

Brian exchanged greetings

couldn’t resist asking, “Brian, who’s this lovely

date for the evening,” Brian responded in a

public yet, he kept

flowing champagne. Half an hour later, the

their seats as the auctioneer

bracelet, a timeless

electric, with bidders eagerly raising their

this before, Rachel was genuinely

a bidding paddle into her hand. Leaning close, his deep voice murmured against her ear, “Hold onto

I bid too high and

her smoothly. “And even if you did, your husband has more than enough

mind went blank when she

expression, Brian leaned in, his breath warm against her cheek. “What’s

struggling to compose herself. She instinctively leaned back, trying

“Watch out.”

her haste, she moved too fast, causing her

were quick—his arm immediately wrapped

mingling. Rachel was so close she

how absurdly handsome he was, especially now, with that deep, affectionate gaze locked

pounded wildly, completely out of

a little warm… Let go,” Rachel

His voice carried

the stage. “That bracelet—it would be perfect for Carol. Let’s bid

chuckled, playfully ruffling her hair. “It’s up to you. You make

“Alright.”

bidding, but after a few rounds, she found

necklace, its elegant craftsmanship

the instant

breathed in

like it?” Brian