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.

coat over her and carried her inside like her pleas

her face lower and lower

how much she tried to hide, her long legs were still

the bathroom, Brian didn’t hesitate and dropped

showerhead came crashing down, soaking her

made her shiver instantly. She curled into herself,

the warmth seeped in, spreading over

to her skin, making her look even more

She

books

Brian had no intention of

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

shirt and

large tub, they were in the

made everything feel even more exposed, and Rachel immediately turned her back,