Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 261:

It was her outburst that finally made Brian draw in a sharp breath. He leaned in, his breath hot against her ear. “If it’s not me you want, then who? That man?”

“Yes, I want him. He treats me better; he’s way better than you in every way. Brian, you mean nothing to me. I’m done holding onto you like a fool.”

Rachel thought she had won that argument, but the satisfaction was short-lived.

She was so furious that the words had just tumbled out.

And then, the regret hit—hard—because Brian wasn’t about to let it slide.

In the car, he came dangerously close to stripping her.

The humiliation was unbearable, but it got worse—he suddenly swung the door open, and there was Ronald, standing right outside.

Rachel’s stomach dropped. Her face went white. “No, please…” she begged, her voice barely above a whisper.

But Brian didn’t care.

his coat over her and carried her inside like her pleas

lower and lower

tried to hide, her

they reached the bathroom, Brian didn’t hesitate

water from the showerhead came crashing down, soaking her from head

icy water made her shiver instantly. She curled into herself, arms

in, spreading over her body

rushed to her skin, making her look

be drenched. She wanted to get up, grab

more books

intention of

of the tub, desperate to pull herself up, but just then—Brian stepped

pause, he stripped off his soaked shirt and trousers, like it was the most natural thing in the

tub, they were

even more exposed,