Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 167

Chapter 167:

On the other end of the line, Tracy gripped her phone tightly, her teeth sinking into her lip until it turned pale.

Then, in a voice laced with guilt, she murmured, “I’m sorry for disturbing such an important moment. It’s my fault. Brian, I didn’t know you and Rachel were picking out wedding clothes. I shouldn’t have interrupted. I’m really sorry.” Without another word, she abruptly ended the call.

Brian’s gaze turned sharp as it settled on Rachel, his expression unreadable.

He didn’t say a word. But Rachel could feel it—he blamed her.

Without hesitation, he redialed Tracy’s number. No answer.

His face darkened, and he immediately called Ronald.

“Send me the location where Tracy had dinner with the so-called Mr. Prescott tonight.”

Ronald responded swiftly, forwarding the details without delay. Brian patted Rachel’s shoulder.

in an hour

going

silence was all the answer

I told you this was a setup? That Tracy knew we’d be here today, trying on wedding clothes, and she staged this

without hesitation. “She wouldn’t do something

put herself in danger. And she must truly be in trouble. Rachel had

gⱯlnσν𝓮𝓁s․cøm fuels your imagination

into a colorless smile. She

away, disappearing

made it out of earshot, the shop attendant’s worried voice rang out. “Ms. Marsh, are you alright?” Rachel saw Brian

she thought—hoped—he

he left behind was a single sentence. “Take good care

trace of hesitation, he was

but her body was growing

room was pushed aside,

it. Brian’s never going to marry you. He still has feelings for