Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 796:

Allan parted his lips, his voice faint but steady. “It’s a chronic issue. Nothing to worry about.”

Rachel swept her eyes around the room. The curtains were drawn so tightly that barely a sliver of light seeped through. The air felt thick, stagnant. She stood and pulled them open.

“It’s a beautiful day outside—bright and sunny. When you’re unwell, fresh air and sunlight help.”

A faint smile curved Allan’s pale lips. “Just letting the sun into the room isn’t enough.”

Rachel caught the meaning behind his words instantly. “Then let’s go outside for a bit.”

The VIP room was fully equipped, including a wheelchair tucked in the corner. After giving it a quick wipe-down, Rachel rolled it to his bedside.

Allan. Let me

we

thinking. He

it. I’m just helping you

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second she said it, she regretted it. Why did

arm, letting him lean into her as she helped him up. But she hadn’t expected this—he was completely limp against her, his entire weight

and steadied herself,

lurched forward, her lips grazing his cheek by accident. At that exact moment, Alban

burning

floundered, completely

interjected, his tone calm and unruffled, “Alban, take

“Right away, Mr. Vance.”