Chapter 141 We Should Cancel The Wedding
“So, Ms. Marsh, will you try it?” Andres asked again.
Without a word, Rachel lifted her glass and took a casual sip.
Andres mirrored her action, sipping his own drink leisurely.
Thirty minutes later, he was assisting Rachel into the elevator, on their way to a suite upstairs.
Unbeknownst to them, a concealed phone captured the entire sequence.
The instant Rachel rose from her seat, Doris had the photographs in her possession.
She quickly tapped her phone, instructing, “Send them to Brian discreetly.”
Soon after, Brian’s phone vibrated with the incoming images.
Seeing them, his disbelief was evident.
That evening, he had been reflecting on a question posed by Rachel.
As her partner, what had he truly offered her?
His hope was for both of them to settle down, then engage in a calm, reasoned discussion once they were
home.
However, he had never anticipated that he would be confronted with images of her at a bar with another man.
As Brian scrolled through the images, each one constricted his ability to breathe, the tension escalating to an excruciating point.
He adjusted his tie, gasping for air, yet the images before him pressed down on his mind, pushing him toward the edge of sanity.
The sight of another man’s hands on Rachel’s waist, guiding her into a suite, ignited a fierce rage within him.
His fingers shook wildly with the surge of emotions.
At that instant, he was overwhelmed, unable to express the torrent of feelings. Fear gripped him–fear of losing her, fear for her safety, or perhaps fear that she had willingly gone with that man… The exact source was
unclear.
Brian was enveloped by a profound dread, a wave so powerful it left him utterly immobilized, struggling to grasp the reality before him.
Overwhelmed with anger, he grabbed his collar and yanked, tearing it open as buttons flew off.
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Ten minutes later, Brian’s crew converged on the location.
As he ascended in the elevator, Brian was consumed by a violent desire to confront the man from the photos.
Upon reaching the door, however, he paused, momentarily seized by apprehension.
Resolving his hesitation with a surge of adrenaline, Brian forcefully kicked the door open and burst inside.
The room was in chaos–clothing from both men and women littered the floor.
Unable to bear the sight, Brian rushed deeper into the room.
Rachel was sprawled on the large bed, her complexion softly flushed with pink.
This delicate hue suggested recent closeness with another.
Her coat lay thrown aside on the bed, and the sound of water flowing from the bathroom was audible.
It all seemed quite clear, didn’t it?
With his hands clenched into fists, Brian pulled the covers from Rachel and quickly dressed her in his own
clothing.
He then lifted her effortlessly and made for the door.
Rachel woke suddenly, her eyes snapping open.
Upon seeing Brian, confusion washed over her.
As she began to speak, Brian interjected, “Shh, no need to explain. I’ve seen enough.”
“What have you seen?” she asked.
His expression was resolute, his jaw clenched, yet he said nothing.
“If I tell you that the man was honorable and nothing untoward occurred, would you believe me?” Rachel inquired, her voice tinged with resignation knowing what his silence likely meant.
Without a word, Brian continued to carry her away. His cold expression made it clear he didn’t trust her words. Rachel had braced herself for this reaction. Yet, the reality of his disbelief stung deeply. He had doubted her again! Historically, he had always sided with others over her. He extended unconditional trust and tolerance to Tracy, yet he shattered her own trust time and again.
“If you don’t believe me, then set me down!”
With a calm yet firm voice, Rachel said, “And… we should cancel the wedding.”
However, Brian’s response was furious. His grip on her tightened, his voice adamant. “That’s out of the question! The wedding will proceed, no matter what.”
Tears streamed down Rachel’s face as she pounded on his chest. “You’re unbearable! Release me! How can you be so heartless? If you can’t trust me, why insist on marrying me? Go be with Tracy if she means so much to you. Please, just let me go–don’t shatter my heart again!”
Her tears flowed incessantly. She could no longer bear the emotional strain.
Exhausted physically and emotionally, she knew she couldn’t remain with him without breaking completely.
If his heart wasn’t hers, she resolved to walk away.
Yet, he wouldn’t release her.
Her desperate attempts to free herself didn’t loosen Brian’s hold. He remained stoic, unaffected by struggles.
Driven to the edge, Rachel resorted to biting his arm.
Initially, she hesitated.
Brian smirked. “Rachel, I know you don’t have it in you to hurt me.”
That remark dispelled any last trace of her remorse. She bit down with renewed force, her teeth sinking deep, drawing blood that stained her lips crimson.
“Will you release me now?” she demanded once more.
He simply stared back, his voice firm. “If it eases your anger, keep biting.”
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He then rolled up his other sleeve, presenting his arm to her.
She shoved it aside. “I don’t want to bite you! I want to call off the wedding.”
