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Brian lunged forward to catch Rachel, acting purely on instinct.
Rachel braced herself for a painful collision with the ground, but instead, she landed on
something unexpectedly warm.
Her hand reached out to steady herself, only to touch something strange.
“Did you get hurt?” Brian’s voice broke through her daze, low and strained.
Rachel blinked, realizing she was sprawled across Brian, who had broken her fall.
Her hand, now dangerously misplaced, shot heat to her face.
“I–I… I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to-” she stammered, her words falling apart.
Panicked, she scrambled off him, mortified beyond belief.
“I know.” Brian managed a small, pained chuckle. “But I think I might’ve pulled a cle in my back. Mind helping me up?”
“Oh! Oh my gosh! Yes, of course!” Rachel fumbled, grabbing his arm in a rush.
She tried to pull him up, but his weight made it impossible.
“You’re… heavier than I thought,” she blurted, cheeks still flushed.
Brian bit back a smile. “Maybe put a little more muscle into it.”
“R–right! I’m trying.”
Just as Brian was almost upright, they lost their balance again and collapsed back onto the ground.
Rachel let out a startled gasp, once again landing directly on top of him–only making the situation ten times more mortifying.
“I–I–I’ll get someone to help you!” Rachel blurted, scrambling to her feet.
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“Wait–don’t bother. It’ll take too long if you go back and forth. Let’s just… try again.” Brian said, suppressing a groan.
“O–okay! I’ll do better this time!” she stammered, still flustered.
With extra effort, she managed to get him to his feet, and they made their way toward the living room, Rachel still supporting him.
Carol, noticing their awkward posture, quickly approached. “What happened here?”
“He, um… strained a muscle in his back,” Rachel explained, cheeks still burning
“Oh dear! Come sit down. I’ll call someone over for physical therapy later.”
Brian shook his head without hesitation. “No need. It’s not that bad.”
In truth, he didn’t mind the slow recovery–if it meant spending more time with Rachel
like this.
At breakfast, his minor injury won him constant attention from Carol, but when the meal was over, it was time for them to leave.
As they prepared to depart, Carol’s expression turned somber. “You’re both always so busy… it’s hard to see you two together these days. Now that I’m getting older, I can’t help but wonder how much longer I’ll be around… or how many more times I’ll get to see you. So if you have time, promise me you’ll visit more often, alright?”
Her voice, frail yet hopeful, stirred something deep in their hearts.
Rachel’s throat tightened, tears slipping down Her cheeks. “I’m so sorry, Carol… We’ve really been thoughtless, hardly ever visiting you. I promise I’ll come by more often to keep you company.”
Carol’s face softened with warmth. “That’s all I wanted to hear. I’ll be looking forward to
it.”
As they made their way toward the estate’s exit, Brian still appeared a bit unsteady on
his feet.
Recalling how he’d saved her earlier, guilt gnawed at Rachel. “Um… if you don’t mind, I can walk you a bit further.”
“I wouldn’t mind at all,” Brian answered almost too quickly, his
gaze
fixed on her.
When they reached the entrance, they spotted Andres leaning casually against his car, appearing entirely at ease.
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“Rachel!” Andres called out with a bright, easy smile the moment his eyes landed on her.
Rachel glanced between them, flustered. “Uh–just give me a minute.”
“No rush. Take your time. I’ll be right here.” Andres assured her with a carefree shrug.
Rachel turned back to Brian. “Is Ronald coming to pick you up?”
“No. He’s tied up with something else today.”
“Then… how are you planning to get to office?”
Brian hesitated, his voice dipping slightly. “Haven’t figured that part out yet.” His attention flickered toward Andres, a trace of jealousy crossing his face. “By the way… how did he even know you were here?”
“I told him.”
Brian’s jaw tensed. “Since when did you two get so close?”
“That’s really none of your business, is it?”
Brian shot back, his voice clipped, “How is it not? We’ve been together for so long–can’t. I be concerned about you?”
Rachel’s tone turned colder. “I don’t need you to be.”
Before their argument could escalate, another car rolled to a stop nearby.
Tracy stepped out, exuding elegance in her high heels. But the moment her on Rachel helping Brian, her face darkened.
eyes landed
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Alarm flashed in her gaze as she hurried over. “Brian! What happened? Are
you hurt?”
“Pulled a muscle in my back,” Brian muttered, but his sharp glare remained locked on Andres, his resentment barely concealed.
Given how sensitive the back was, the situation practically invited misunderstanding.
“Your back?” Tracy’s voice faltered, her concern giving way to suspicion. “Did you… strain it while sleeping or something?” Her gaze darted between them. “So you and Rachel- what exactly were you two doing?”
Brian didn’t hesitate. “Yes. We were together.”
But his words weren’t meant for Tracy. His eyes burned into Andres, a possessiveness flaring within him at the mere thought of Rachel being close to another man.
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That knowledge gnawed at him, amplifying his dissatisfaction.
Tracy visibly stiffened. “But… didn’t you and Rachel break up? Then why are you—”
Her voice cracked, her expression crumbling like she was moments away from crying.
“Tracy, you’re misunderstanding. Brian and I stayed in the same room, but nothing happened,” Rachel explained, gently nudging Brian toward Tracy. “Since you’re here, you should take care of him. I’m leaving”
Andres approached Rachel, his voice low and considerate. “I reserved us a place for lunch.”
Rachel offered a small smile. “Alright.”
Brian’s fists curled at his sides, his frustration simmering beneath his skin.
“Agh…” he suddenly groaned, clutching his back.
Tracy’s eyes widened in alarm. “What’s wrong? Are you okay?”
“Just–yeah, it hurts… I think I twisted it again,” he muttered, though his gaze stubbornly
followed Rachel.
But she barely hesitated before continuing toward Andres.
“Agh…” Brian groaned louder, hoping she’d turn around.
Tracy panicked, her voice trembling. “Brian, please don’t scare me like that! We need to get you to a hospital right now.”
“It’s not that serious. Just hurts a little,” Brian replied, though his eyes were still fixed on
Rachel.
Rachel simply opened the car door and looked back once. “Let’s go.”
Without another glance, she slid inside and rolled up the window. Brian watched helplessly as the car vanished down the driveway.
Andres finally broke the silence. “Doesn’t that bother you?”
Rachel took a steadying breath, her voice detached. “He has someone else by his side now. I don’t have the right to feel anything. Besides, he’s not dying.”
The scenery outside the window blurred, but the ache in her chest stayed sharp and
clear.
She stared ahead, her feelings a tangled mess of sorrow and detachment.
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“By the way, what did you want to talk about today?” she asked, her tone carefully composed.
Earlier that morning, Andres had texted her, asking where she was. She had answered truthfully.
What she hadn’t expected was for him to show up early, waiting for her.
“I just got back from a business trip and heard what happened to you. I’m really sorry I wasn’t around when you needed me,” he said softly, his voice steady and filled with
concern.
Rachel gave a faint smile. “I’ve already hired a lawyer. I’m fighting for my own justice now.”
Andres didn’t hesitate. “Is there anything I can do to support you?”
