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.

and carried her

lower and lower as if she

no matter how much she tried to hide, her long legs

bathroom, Brian didn’t hesitate and dropped

second later, water from the showerhead came crashing down,

curled into herself, arms wrapped tightly around her

gradually, the warmth seeped in, spreading over her body

skin, making her

this—didn’t want to be drenched. She wanted to get up, grab her clothes, and

books at

had no intention

reached for the edge of the tub, desperate

slightest pause, he stripped off his soaked shirt and trousers, like it

in the large tub, they were in

bright lights made everything feel even more exposed, and Rachel immediately turned