Chapter 92 I’m Scared You’ll Leave
“How’s everyone holding up?” Brian asked the moment the call connected.
“Rachel got hurt, but she’s stable now. I’m so sorry–it’s my fault she got caught up in all this.”
“Is it bad? Send me some pictures.”
Without hesitation, Yvonne forwarded a few photos.
Brian’s chest tightened as he took in the image of Rachel lying in bed, her head wrapped in a bandage, her face
pale and weak.
But when his eyes landed on Tracy, he kept his voice steady and instructed, “Take good care of her for me.”
“You’re not coming?” Yvonne asked, caught off guard. Rachel was seriously injured—shouldn’t Brian, as her
boyfriend, be here with her?
“I can’t leave just yet. There are things I have to handle.”
“Alright then.” Yvonne pressed her lips together and said nothing more.
Just then, a knock sounded at the door.
Samira and Trey burst in, their faces filled with worry.
The moment they saw Rachel in bed, their expressions tightened. “How is she?” they asked in unison.
“She’s stable, but she’ll need a few days in the hospital to fully recover.”
Trey stared at Rachel’s bandaged head, his features clouded with concern.
“It’s my fault for being late. If I had protected Rachel better, she wouldn’t have been hurt this badly.”
Samira gave his shoulder a reassuring pat. “Don’t say that. None of us wanted this to happen.”
Just then, Rachel’s eyelids fluttered open.
“Don’t blame yourselves. And please… don’t tell Jeffrey about this. He’ll only worry.”
Samira nodded. “I know. You don’t have to worry about that.”
“Alright.”
That night, Yvonne stayed in the hospital room with Rachel.
Sometime past midnight, a sudden knock echoed through the quiet room.
Assuming it was the nurse coming to change the dressing, Yvonne got up to answer it.
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But when she opened the door, she froze. Standing outside was Leif.
Her breath hitched as she instinctively glanced behind him. The tension in her face was unmistakable.
Leif seemed to catch on and quickly reassured her. “Don’t worry. Mr. Burke isn’t here–it’s just me.”
Yvonne exhaled, finally relaxing. “Is he still on a business trip?”
Leif gave a nod. “Yes, but he’ll be back in a week. He asked me to bring you back.”
Yvonne’s gaze shifted toward Rachel. With her friend still recovering, leaving wasn’t an option.
“I’ll go back, I promise. But not until Rachel is better–I wouldn’t feel right otherwise.”
Leif hesitated, clearly torn. After a pause, he said, “Let me consult Mr. Burke first.”
“Okay.”
A few minutes later, he returned. “He said you have three more days.”
Yvonne was taken aback. “Please thank him for me. I’ll keep my promise.”
Three days later, Rachel’s condition had improved significantly.
That day marked the highly anticipated business conference for Synergy Group.
Despite Samira and Trey’s thorough preparations, Rachel couldn’t shake her concerns and insisted on attending
herself.
“Rachel, are you sure you’re up for this?”
Both of them watched her closely, their worry evident.
Rachel gave a firm nod. “I’ve worked too hard for this moment–I won’t let it all fall apart now. Don’t worry, I
can handle it.”
At exactly nine in the morning, the conference began.
Rachel’s presentation was scheduled last–a nerve–wracking spot, but one that also offered the greatest
opportunity.
Inside the venue, Andres sat upright, his expression unreadable.
The room was filled with Synergy Group’s senior executives, but in the end, it was his decision that mattered
most.
When it was finally Rachel’s turn, she took a deep breath, smoothed out the lapels of her light blue suit, and stepped forward in her heels.
The slight breeze lifted strands of her hair, giving her an air of effortless confidence.
“Good morning, everyone. I’m Rachel Marsh, and today, I’d like to…”
Andres had been glancing down, lost in thought, but the voice pulled his attention. That voice–familiar. His gaze lifted instinctively.
He hadn’t expected to see her competing in this bid. The realization caught him off guard.
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With an easy motion, he rolled up his sleeves, exposing his toned forearms on the table. His eyes remained fixed on Rachel as she spoke.
On stage, Rachel commanded the room.
Andres could see the passion in her eyes, the way they lit up when she discussed her design. Her poised smile and elegant gestures carried a striking confidence, drawing everyone in.
By the time her presentation ended, her palms were damp. Her legs, unsteady from standing too long, wavered
beneath her.
As she stepped down from the stage, her balance faltered–she nearly collapsed, but Samira and Trey caught
her just in time.
Andres’s lips parted slightly before he gave a decisive order.
“I like this one. Draft the contract.”
“Mr. Garrett, are you certain? Her bid is higher than the others.”
“I’m certain. Her design is full of life and originality. I trust my instincts.”
“Understood.”
Rachel had barely made it to the exit with Trey and Samira when a voice called her back.
“Ms. Marsh, congratulations.” One of the executives extended a hand toward her.
Rachel hesitated for a moment before her lips curved into a delighted smile. “Did we really win?” she asked,
her voice brimming with excitement.
“Yes, Mr. Garrett was very impressed with your design. Please come to our office at ten tomorrow morning to
sign the contract.”
“Alright, I’ll be there on time.”
As the trio stepped outside, the air buzzed with excitement.
Rachel, barely able to contain herself, immediately called Brian. “Guess what? I won–I really won!”
“I’ll come pick you up.”
“Okay.”
Not far away, Tracy stood frozen, her gaze locked onto Brian’s tall, striking figure.
Her fingers curled into tight fists, her knuckles turning stark white.
The idea of him going back to Rachel made her insides twist with jealousy.
She couldn’t let that happen.
When Tracy suddenly went missing, Brian was alerted at once.
The nurse informed him they had searched every corner of the hospital, yet there was no sign of her.
Eventually, Brian found her inside her hospital room’s bathroom.
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As she stepped out, unsteady on her feet, Brian’s fury ignited,
His gaze burned into her. “Why were you hiding?”
Tracy stood there, small and fragile, like a lost lamb with nowhere to turn. Her head drooped, making it almost impossible to scold her.
But this time, Brian didn’t hold back. His voice was sharp with anger. “Speak! Why were you hiding in there?”
Tracy couldn’t hold it in any longer. She darted forward, throwing her arms around him in a desperate embrace.
“I’m sorry–I was wrong! I shouldn’t have disappeared and made you worry like that, I won’t do it again. Please don’t be mad at me, okay?”
But Brian pried her hands off him, his glare unwavering. “Tell me why.”
At last, Tracy stopped running from the truth.
Tears slipped down her cheeks as she finally admitted, “Because I’m scared you’ll leave and I don’t know how
to live with that.”
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