Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 665:

Brian’s restraint snapped. He whirled around and gripped her shoulders, his fingers pressing in with quiet desperation. “No, you can’t mean that! You’re my wife. There’s so much more I want to give you. Just tell me what you want—anything, and it’s yours.”

Rachel shook her head, her expression unchanged. “You don’t understand. There’s only one thing I want. A divorce. If you really want to make me happy, then give me that. Otherwise, we have nothing left to say.”

“Just take a breath! I’ll go now—get some rest.”

Brian barely got the words out before turning on his heel, the weight of the conversation crushing him.

Once outside, he strode to his car and yanked a cigarette from his pocket, lighting it with a sharp flick. The acrid smoke filled his lungs, but it did nothing to steady the restless energy crawling under his skin. His phone buzzed in his hand. It was Tracy.

Annoyance flared in his chest, and without a second thought, he blocked her number.

know you don’t want to see me, but I have a secret about Rachel—about why she agreed to marry you.

curiosity. “Where are you?”

hesitate, sending him

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his piercing gaze studying her intently. “How did you manage to get out?” His voice was sharp, filled

pregnant,” she replied, her words deliberate. “Without solid evidence and a trial, I can arrange for my release. But I know Eric Riley’s influence; he could easily have me locked up again. That’s why I’m

deal?” Brian echoed,

biggest secret,” Tracy said, her gaze

scrutiny intense. “And why should I believe

say is false,” Tracy countered, her confidence unshaken, “you can put me behind bars without

silence passed before Brian finally nodded.

a composed expression. “So, does that mean you’re willing to make a deal?” Her voice, though steady, trembled