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 help you

hesitated. “Shouldn’t we call

thinking. He doubted she had the

unwavering. “I can handle it. I’m just helping

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she said it, she regretted it. Why did she

She carefully draped one of his arms over her shoulder, then steadied his other arm, letting him lean into her as

breath hitched, but she gritted her teeth and steadied herself,

lurched forward, her lips grazing his

face burning as

floundered,

Allan quickly interjected, his tone calm and unruffled, “Alban, take me outside for some

“Right away, Mr. Vance.”