Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 611:

True to his word, Brian arrived within minutes, with Ronald behind the wheel. Rachel slid into the backseat, her movements calm but deliberate. As they drove, the city lights flickered past, casting a soft glow inside the car.

Approaching a traffic light, Rachel leaned forward slightly. “Ronald, take a left. Let’s stop by my place first, I need to grab my luggage.”

Brian turned to her, his expression a mix of hope and curiosity. “Are you saying that from now on, we’ll be living together?”

Rachel’s voice was steady as she responded, “Yes, now that we’re married, it’s only right that we live together.”

When they arrived at her apartment, Rachel quickly gathered her belongings. She had always traveled light, and within moments, she was ready.

Without waiting for Ronald’s assistance, Brian took charge, determined to handle everything himself. The broken elevator posed no obstacle; he carried all the luggage down single-handedly, his movements steady and unhurried. Though the task was physically demanding, he seemed almost content, as if the effort was a small but meaningful way to show his dedication.

family house for a while. Once they arrived, Brian carried Rachel’s suitcase upstairs and began unpacking with meticulous care. He hung each piece of clothing as though it were something precious, his actions deliberate and thoughtful. It was as if every gesture carried a silent

in the other. Together, they made their way to see Carol and

repeatedly, her face glowing with unrestrained joy. “This is truly wonderful,” she said, her voice warm and brimming with emotion. “Rachel is finally my rightful granddaughter-in-law. Brian, you must protect

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Carol, Brian and

let’s grab some dinner. My

“Okay,” she responded.

navigating the streets until they arrived at

have you here,” the staff greeted them with a

a private dining room

surprise. The room was both spacious and tastefully minimalist—a dining table sat on one