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

going after her,

all the

here today, trying on wedding clothes, and

his reply came without hesitation. “She wouldn’t do something that

And she must truly be in trouble. Rachel had accused her

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strode away, disappearing from sight in

out of earshot, the shop attendant’s worried voice rang out. “Ms. Marsh, are you

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single sentence. “Take good care of her. I’ll

without a trace of hesitation,

tried to keep her eyes open, but her body

of the fitting room

going to marry you. He