Chapter 119 Be A Bit Softer
After shower, Rachel nestled into the comfort of Brian’s arms. His presence enveloped her in warmth.
Positioned on her left side, Brian lay snugly behind her, his arms securing her close. As he held her, the
memory of her recent mishap lingered in his mind, causing his heart to beat anxiously.
He whispered firmly, his head lowered, “You must promise me not to visit such dangerous places by yourself,
agreed?”
While speaking, he playfully nibbled on her earlobe, teasing her gently.
Initially, the sensation made Rachel giggle and squirm.
However, his embrace tightened, causing a mild discomfort.
Left with no alternative, she murmured a complaint, “It hurts! Brian, be a bit softer.”
Her words made him more insistent, his voice taking on a mock severity, saying, “Would you ever consider
doing that again?”
“No, I promise I won’t.”
“Are you sure?” he questioned, his voice now light and mocking.
“Absolutely, I’ll stay safe. Please, that’s enough!” she insisted, half–pleading, half–demanding.
His tension eased as he saw her curled up in his arms, vulnerable and delicate.
He then gently pressed his lips against hers.
Their kiss deepened, his tongue exploring hers with an escalating fervor.
“I…” Rachel attempted to interject, but Brian was quick to deepen their embrace.
Passion surged between them, unrestrained and overwhelming.
His hands roamed her waist, his body heat enveloping her as if trying to fuse her into him.
His presence was provocative, burning with intensity.
At first, she considered pleading for a reprieve, but her resistance soon melted into surrender.
Her attempts to speak were stifled by his kisses, reducing her protests to faint murmurs.
Beneath the sheets, her body slick with sweat, involuntarily arched towards him.
Realizing her inability to resist–and not truly wanting to–she surrendered completely to the moment.
Could she continue to indulge like this time and again?
“Brian, I…” Her voice was thick with emotion as she spoke again, her passion evident.
Chapter 119 Be A Bit Softer
Abruptly, Brian drew back, planting a gentle kiss on the tip of her nose.
He tenderly pushed back her damp hair, his eyes soft with concern. “I’m sorry, I should have been more careful, especially with your injury today. Let’s wait until you’re fully healed.”
Then he turned away, drawing her close into his embrace once more.
Rachel, feeling drained, let her eyes fall shut, on the verge of sleep.
As sleep was about to take her, he asked, “Why have you started buying lottery tickets and throwing coins into the wishing fountain lately?”
She hadn’t engaged in such behaviors in all their years together.
Since her hospital discharge, her actions had indeed become peculiar.
“Maybe I’m just trying to hold onto happiness, scared it might escape. Brian, do you think you might ever leave
me?”
With a playful flick on her nose, Brian reassured, “Never. And you? Would you ever leave?”
Rachel hesitated, uncertain of how to respond.
His anxiety heightened at her peace of mind. “Why aren’t you saying anything?”
“I…” Her words faltered as tears welled up in her eyes.
She clenched her fists, gathering the courage to assert, saying, “I’ve always stood by you, haven’t I?”
Brian’s tension eased upon hearing her words.
Embracing her, he soon drifted into a deep slumber.
As anticipated, Carol arrived early the next morning
When Brian greeted her at the door, his grandparents immediately expressed their concern. “Is Rachel alright?”
Brian reassured them. “She was checked out. She has a few minor cuts on her head, but the doctor expects a quick recovery within a few days.”
Carol, deeply concerned for Rachel’s well–being, personally checked on her until she felt assured.
With an early meeting to attend, Brian exited the house at dawn.
During breakfast, Carol lavished the table with a variety of nutritional supplements aimed at aiding Rachel’s
recovery.
Debby, frowning deeply, scolded, “It’s just a few scratches on Rachel. There’s no need to fuss so much! My son deserves a partner who’s resilient and supportive, not merely a burden.”
Carol typically responded to Debby’s comments with composure and tranquility.
However, today was different, she snapped, “Look, I am very much alive and the head of this household. Do you disagree with how I handle things?”
Debby’s response was immediate, her face breaking into a placating smile. “Surely you don’t think I would
question you?”
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With a dismissive snort, Carol continued, “I’ve personally overseen the preparation of this meal. I will spare no effort in ensuring Rachel’s well–being. Feel free to eat and keep your critiques to yourself. Otherwise, you are welcome to leave the table.”
Carol then turned her attention to Rachel, encouraging her, saying, “Eat up, these are beneficial for your recovery.”
Once breakfast was over, Rachel recalled Brian mentioning a business trip and decided she would see him off.
Given the distance of the house from the airport, she opted to meet him at his office first.
Standing outside his building, she called Brian. “I’m here to see you off. Are you ready to leave?”
“Where exactly are you?”
“Just outside your office building.”
Brian’s brow furrowed. “Why are you waiting there? Come up to my office.”
“But hadn’t you mentioned keeping our relationship discreet?”
“Just come up,” he insisted.
Entering the building, Rachel had to walk past the secretary’s office on her way to see Brian.
As Rachel entered, those familiar with her offered warm greetings.
She returned their greetings with a smile. before proceeding into Brian’s office.
Inside, Brian quickly drew her into an embrace. “You should have stayed home to rest. There’s no need to see
me off.”
Despite his words, she felt a pang of sadness at their impending separation.
“Will you really be gone for an entire month?”
Brian, sensing her reluctance to let him go, playfully pinched her cheek. “Don’t you want me to leave?”
At that moment, Tracy’s knock interrupted them. “Mr. White, may I enter?”
“Please, come in!”
When Tracy stepped in, her gaze met Rachel’s; neither woman broke eye contact.
“Rachel, you’re here as well.”
“Yes,” Rachel responded, meticulously adjusting Brian’s tie, her movements slow and deliberate.
Rachel paused, unsure if it was the right moment to ask her pressing question.
After a brief hesitation, she stood on her toes and whispered into Brian’s ear, “Is Tracy accompanying you on your trip?”
Requiem of A Broken Heart
