Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 262:

That was why he kept scrubbing, as if he could erase whatever he imagined had happened.

A hollow laugh slipped from her lips as she weakly grasped his wrist.

“Just stop. Brian, you don’t trust me, do you? In your mind, I’m already tainted. What’s the point of scrubbing now? A hundred times, a thousand—it won’t change what you think. Stop deceiving yourself.”

But for once, Brian didn’t agree.

“No. It’s not that. I don’t think you’re stained. I just don’t want another man’s scent on you.”

“Is that so?” Rachel let out a small, bitter smile.

Without saying another word, she reached out, wrapped her arms around his neck, and softly pressed her lips against his.

That single moment shattered Brian’s restraint—he instantly went from hesitant to completely taking control.

heat in the bathroom seemed to intensify. The steaming

hands tightened around the edge of the tub, her fingers

over, making her body

stopped

grip and

not to push any further. In the end, it was fear that held him back—fear that she might cry,

possibility that she truly despised

of her pulling away, of seeing pure hatred

So, ultimately, he relented.

and swiftly wrapped a towel around

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tub and said calmly, “Get up

stared at him,

minute, she

like her heart had nearly stopped. A cold chill ran through her, as if she had been thrown into

take to stop herself from