Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 59

Chapter 59:

Rachel, ever quick to read the situation, huffed, “Then put me down. I can walk just fine.”

Brian clicked his tongue, his tone dripping with playful arrogance. “You really know how to ruin the moment, don’t you?”

He looked almost sulky, like a spoiled prince denied his way.

Rachel saw right through him. Without hesitation, she leaned in and pressed a soft kiss against his lips.

Minutes passed before he reluctantly pulled away.

With effortless grace, he swept her into his arms and carried her straight to the bedroom.

Odd, considering he had just claimed he was out of energy. He sure didn’t act like it.

After tucking her in, he ran a hand through her hair and murmured, “Get some rest. I’ll wake you when everything’s ready.” She hummed sleepily.

The moment Brian stepped downstairs, he dialed Ronald. “Do you have everything?”

Ronald hesitated before answering. “At this hour, the supermarkets are closed. I couldn’t find high-quality beef anywhere.”

Ronald had tackled high-stakes business deals, negotiated under pressure, and solved impossible problems, but late-night grocery shopping? That was a new one.

Brian didn’t waver. “Check with restaurants. They’ll have fresh stock. Pay extra if needed, but don’t settle for anything less than the best.”

“Understood. I’ll handle it immediately.” As always, Ronald wasted no time. When Brian was ready to cook, the ingredients were already there, neatly delivered by Ronald.

Within twenty minutes, the kitchen was alive with the rich, mouthwatering scent of freshly cooked food.

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job was done, Ronald spoke up. “If there’s nothing else,

Brian said, handing him

enthusiastic

kept his expression serious. “Don’t just

exasperation. He wasn’t lying. “I swear on my life, I meant

can

and made sure to shut the door quietly behind him. This was just Brian being Brian.

every detail of his work was just right for a flawless presentation, an unexpected wave of nervousness hit Brian. He rubbed

wasn’t actually tired anymore. She simply wanted to bask in the warmth of

her. His deep, velvety

Rachel quietly

not moving. “What if I just slept until morning? That sounds nice, doesn’t it?” Her muffled voice drifted through the

hours, and you never sleep without a

stayed silent, refusing to

going for his last resort. Without warning, he lifted her—blanket and all—and carried her straight to the

found herself genuinely flustered. The moment they reached the living room, she peeked

face, warmed from being bundled up, had taken on a soft, rosy glow, making her features even more

she absentmindedly licked her lips, Brian’s gaze deepened,

stood barefoot, it suddenly hit her. “Wait! I forgot my

off guard when he simply scooped her up and set her

dish waiting at its center. Rachel gave him a puzzled look. “That’s it? You only ordered one

take

and gasped. An appetizing taco sat before her, its rich

you made this?” she asked, her voice full of

“Taste it,” Brian urged.

the taco before her. It was overflowing with toppings, making it look incredibly generous and inviting. With

across her face. “This is incredible! This might