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.

threw his coat over her and

sinking her face lower and lower as

her

moment they reached the bathroom, Brian didn’t hesitate and dropped her

from the showerhead came crashing down,

instantly. She curled into herself, arms wrapped tightly around

warmth seeped in, spreading over her body and easing

skin, making her look even more

She wanted to get up,

more books

no intention of letting that

tub, desperate to pull herself up, but just

stripped off his soaked shirt and trousers, like it was

they were in the

exposed, and Rachel immediately turned her