Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 465:

Dark in color. Heavy in fabric. Perfect for hiding the damage beneath. How thoughtful of them.

She hadn’t even finished buttoning it up when a sharp knock sounded at the door.

The sudden noise startled her. In a frantic attempt to steady herself, she lost balance, her weakened legs giving out beneath her. She hit the floor hard, this time with nothing left to fight back.

Upon hearing the voices, a man and a woman stepped inside. They halted, exchanged a brief glance, and then moved to help Rachel up.

“Don’t worry. I’m fine!” Rachel said, fearing that Wilson would lose patience.

“No need to rush. Mr. Carpenter is still with Mr. White, so you’ve got time,” the man said. “Besides, you look like you might drop dead any second. Wouldn’t want that happening before we even get there. Take a breather.”

Rachel exhaled shakily, unable to argue. As much as she wanted to push forward, her body had its limits. She sank into a chair, overwhelmed by pain and exhaustion. A moment later, the woman approached and held out a bottle of water.

it, skeptical. “This is for

she hesitated to take it. The woman scoffed and tossed it onto her lap. “Just drink it.

downing the water, finishing most of it

woman crossed her arms. “Look, we’re

them.” Her gaze softened slightly. “But I guess you proved me wrong. You actually care about

the start, she could tell this stern-faced woman genuinely cared about

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woman’s gaze.

her expression softened just a little. She glanced at Rachel’s half-buttoned

“Thanks.”

to get dressed, though every movement sent a fresh wave of

The woman muttered the name of a medicine and advised, “Once you leave, head

thanks!” Rachel responded, her voice

Miss Carpenter. If you do…” Her voice dropped, cold and firm. “Forget Mr. Carpenter—even I