Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 269:

He harbored countless things he longed to express as he pursued her. Accustomed to wielding authority, he desired to assert himself one final time.

His steps faltered as he moved. He struggled for breath, fearing he wouldn’t reach her in time. But his advance halted abruptly when he glimpsed the figure waiting outside. A tall, distinguished man stood there.

If his suspicions were correct, Brian knew this was the same man who had accompanied Rachel at the suite yesterday. Had he even arrived to collect her? So, she truly intended to move on? How ironic that he had still entertained thoughts of winning her affection again. How utterly, pathetically foolish.

At this moment, Brian could only laugh, harshly mocking his own delusions.

Yet, the fury building in his chest erupted uncontrollably.

He stormed forward and seized the man, his fist connecting squarely with the stranger’s face. His strength was remarkable, as though he sought to inflict serious damage. Even after landing the blow, he remained unsatisfied. He launched a second strike. Since this man had dared to steal what belonged to him, he should be prepared to face the consequences.

known for clemency, and now he had been betrayed. To him, this represented an unbearable disgrace. He

evaded Brian’s

a flurry of punches. These strikes came rapid and brutal, prompting Rachel, who recognized Brian’s capabilities,

careful!” This

faltering in its rhythm. This momentary distraction

fist was captured firmly in

in silent confrontation. Their gazes clashed in fierce opposition, generating almost

concede an inch. The sheer force of their presence was

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of silence, Andres smirked. “I have to admit, you caught me off guard with that first punch, Mr. White. But in a fair fight?

form of address caused Brian’s eyes to narrow instantly, internal alarms blaring within his mind.