Chapter 191 Feeding Her
Thinking Rachel was just mad at him, Brian kept trying to convince her. “You can have it exactly as you want -the dress, the ceremony, the rings. If you want a big, fancy wedding, we’ll stream it for the world to see. But if you’d rather something simpler, we can marry at the City Hall. Whatever makes you happy.”
He cradled her hand in his, pressing soft kisses onto her skin, as if trying to etch his feelings into her heart.
At that moment, memories of their first meeting resurfaced in Rachel’s mind. He had been just as gentle back then.
But certain things, once lost, were gone forever.
Life had a way of offering everything–except a way to turn back time and erase regrets.
“Brian, thank you. I appreciate your words, truly. But I’ve let go of the idea of marrying you.” Rachel’s voice was faint, but her resolve was firm.
“I…” Brian’s voice wavered, filled with agitation.
“I’m exhausted. I just want to sleep.”
“Go back to sleep then.”
Rachel shut her eyes, but her thoughts wouldn’t settle. Her heart was in chaos.
She knew better than anyone that Brian could never truly let go of Tracy. Then why was he asking her to marry him? Maybe it was nothing more than pity, right?
She didn’t need his sympathy, nor did she want a love built on empty consolation.
As the night stretched on, Brian had dozed off beside her bed, yet Rachel remained wide awake.
It wasn’t that she didn’t want to sleep–she just couldn’t.
The pain was too much. Every part of her ached, and even breathing hurt. It wouldn’t let her rest.
When she opened her eyes again, she saw Brian resting his head on his arm. The soft glow of the moonlight highlighted his sharp features, making him look surprisingly gentle.
In that moment, he looked heartbreakingly charming.
It had been ages since she last allowed herself to take in his face this closely.
Unable to resist, she gently traced her fingers along his face and whispered, “If I were gone, would you even grieve? Or would you marry Tracy soon, have children, and slowly let me fade into a distant memory?”
The mere thought sent a dull ache through her heart. But she knew there was no road leading back to the past. Maybe they were destined to cross paths, but never to walk the same journey forever.
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A short while later, in the dead of night, Darren walked into the room.
Noticing that Rachel was still awake, he felt a pang of worry and sympathy. “Is the pain making it hard to sleep?” he asked gently.
“Just a little,” she admitted.
Since he was her doctor, there was no point in pretending otherwise.
Darren’s eyes drifted to Brian, who was still asleep. “He came to me earlier today,” he said. “He wanted to know
about your condition.”
And yet, here he was, sleeping peacefully.
The truth was clear. Darren had honored his promise–he hadn’t told Brian anything.
Rachel looked at Darren gratefully. “Thank you.”
Darren hesitated. “Are you really not going to tell him?”
He couldn’t help but feel a deep sense of pity as he looked at the frail woman before him.
Rachel lowered her eyes to Brian, watching the steady rise and fall of his breath. “The wedding’s already called off. I have no right to burden him anymore. And… I’ve heard it’ll only get worse later. I might not even be able to take care of myself. I don’t want him to see me like that. At the very least, I want to leave him with a memory that’s warm, not heartbreaking.”
She took a breath before looking at Darren again. “Dr. Thompson, can I ask you for a favor?”
Darren swallowed, his chest tightening. He couldn’t bring himself to refuse her. “Of course. What is it?”
“If one day… I leave the world suddenly, without a chance to say anything, please tell my brother and my best friend, Yvonne, to pick a photo for me. One where I’m smiling–really smiling. I want it to be full of color, full of life. I hope they will remember me as the joyful person in that photo.”
Darren felt his throat tighten.
As a doctor, he had seen death more times than he could count. But at that moment, watching Rachel confront her fate with such quiet acceptance, his heart ached.
Noticing Rachel struggling against the pain, he said gently, “I’ll adjust your dosage a little. It’ll ease the pain so you can rest better. In a few days, I’ll take you for dialysis–it should help you regain some strength.”
Rachel gave a small nod. “Alright. Thank you, Dr. Thompson.”
Shortly after, a nurse arrived to set up the IV for her pain relief.
The medication worked fast through the IV.
in no time, the pain dulled, and Rachel felt herself slipping into sleep.
By the time she woke up, the sun was high in the sky–it was already noon.
Even with her eyes closed, she could sense the brightness pressing against her lids.
Then, the soft rustling of fabric met her ears, and the harsh light faded.
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“You can open your eyes now.”
Brian’s voice was gentle.
Rachel blinked awake and saw him standing by the window, his hand resting on the curtain he had just draw
shut.
With the sunlight softened, the room was no longer so harshly bright.
“Thank you,” she murmured.
Brian spoke again. “Are you hungry? Let me help you freshen up before you eat.”
Noticing her messy hair, Rachel gave a small nod.
Once she had freshened up, she felt much better.
Just then, a familiar scent wafted through the air.
“That smells so good,” she exclaimed.
Her eyes landed on a plate of ravioli set neatly on the table. Just the sight made her mouth water.
“Here, let me help you over so you can eat.”
“Alright.”
As soon as she settled into her seat, she reached for the spoon, but Brian was quicker.
“Just relax–I’ll handle it,” he said.
He carefully scooped up a ravioli with the spoon, tested the temperature first, and then gently brought it to her lips.
It wasn’t often that he showed such tenderness.
Rachel hesitated, caught off guard. “You…”
Noticing her reaction, Brian wondered if he had done something wrong. His brows knit together in thought. “I remember when I was sick, you fed me like this. Did I do something wrong?”
So that was it—he was simply mirroring how she had once taken care of him.
Rachel quickly shook her head and said, “No, not at all. You’re doing just fine.” “Then go ahead, give it a try.”
She parted her lips and took a small bite,
Just then, Debby stepped through the doorway.
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