Chapter 97 Please Send Me
An Invitation
Rachel’s words hit Tracy like a punch to the gut.
Her eyes went blank, and she shook her head slowly, unable to believe it.
“Now that you’ve seen it all, just leave me alone,” Rachel said flatly as she buttoned her blouse.
Just as she was about to walk away, Tracy suddenly rushed at her, acting like she had lost control.
She grabbed at Rachel’s clothes, yanking and twisting them roughly.
“It’s all a lie, all of it!” she yelled. “You’re lying, right? Brian loves me; he couldn’t possibly sleep with you.”
Without hesitation, Rachel shoved her away.
Surprised by the force, Tracy stumbled and fell to the floor, shaking herself back to reality.
She stood up, giving Rachel a smug, defeated smile like she was in control.
“So what if it’s true? Have you ever heard that men separate love from physical needs? Brian being with you isn’t for love, it’s just to satisfy his needs. He only loves me. When you had your accident, he stayed by my side
the whole time,” she said with a smug.
Rachel froze, her mind going blank. During her accident? Brian didn’t visit her, though. But maybe he was just
busy with work, right?
“Is that really what happened?” Rachel asked.
Tracy tossed a stack of papers at Rachel. “These are my hospital records. If you don’t believe me, check them yourself. Rachel, you’ll never win. To Brian, you’re just a temporary sexual partner.”
With that, Tracy walked out, acting like she had won.
When the meeting resumed, Rachel looked completely distracted.
Her clothes were damp, and she felt the chill settling in.
By the time the meeting wrapped up, she was feeling lightheaded.
As everyone else left, Brian stayed behind.
“You look pale. Are you feeling okay?” He reached to check her forehead, but she dodged it.
“It’s nothing, just cold in here. I’ll be fine once I leave.”
Brian seemed like he wanted to stay with her, but Tracy walked in and spoke sharply. “Mr. White, you have an appointment in thirty minutes. You should go.”
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“Got it.”
Not wanting to hold him back, Rachel softly said, “You should go.
“If you’re not feeling well, just tell me.”
“Okay.”
Rachel walked back to her office and felt a chill that made her shiver.
She pushed through until the end of the day, eagerly anticipating going home and finally relaxing. Just as she
was about to leave, Trey walked in unexpectedly.
“Rachel, got a minute after work? I need to talk to you about something important.”
Seeing the serious look on his face, Rachel nodded. “Of course.”
“I’ll text you the details.”
“Alright.”
They decided to meet at seven, so Rachel left at six–thirty.
By the time she arrived, Trey had already ordered.
A quick look at the table revealed it was loaded with her favorite food.
“You must be starving,” he said with a smile.
“Yes,” she admitted.
“Hope you don’t mind I made the order in advance.”
“It’s okay. By the way, you said you had something important to talk about. What is it?” Rachel asked, her voice betraying a hint of unease.
Trey smiled again. His expression was as kind and genuine as the first time she met him.
“No rush, let’s eat first,” he said warmly.
While they ate, he casually asked her a few questions.
“Rachel, your wedding with Mr. White is coming up soon, right?”
“The date’s set, but it’s still a few months off.”
“Have you tried on your wedding gowns yet?” he asked.
“Not yet. We’ve been busy, so we’ve been putting it off. Plus…”
Rachel lightly touched her stomach, a little embarrassed. “I think I’ve put on some weight.”
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“I don’t think that’s true,” Trey quickly reassured her.
After sipping some water, he looked at her with his soft eyes. “You look amazing in anything, and you’ll be even more stunning in a wedding gown.”
Rachel felt a warmth from his words, but something didn’t sit right with her.
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He seemed unusually interested in her relationship with Brian today, asking questions he wouldn’t usually bring up.
After dinner, they decided to take a walk.
When they reached a quieter, more private spot, Trey took a deep breath and finally said, “Rachel, can I ask you for something?”
“What is it?” she asked, sensing the shift in his tone.
“An invitation,” Trey replied, his tone firm. “To your wedding with Mr. White. I might not be here when it happens, but no matter where I am, please send me an invitation. I’ll be there to witness your most beautiful
moment, come what may.”
He just wanted to witness her wedding with his own eyes.
Rachel was caught off guard.
“What do you mean? Where are you headed?”
Only then did he explain, “Rachel, it’s been great working with you, and I’m grateful we met. But for personal
reasons, I have to leave.”
Rachel’s mouth opened, but no words came out. She had so many questions.
Seeing the firm look in his eyes, she stopped herself from asking anything further.
“Are you sure about this? Have you thought it through?”
Trey nodded. “Yes, I’m sure.”
At this point, seeing his determination, Rachel didn’t try to talk him out of it. “If there’s ever an opportunity, you’re always welcome to come back,” she said, offering her hand.
Trey glanced at her hand, unsure whether to take it.
After a brief pause, he finally found the courage to ask, “Would it be alright if I gave you a hug?”
Noticing her hesitation, he quickly clarified, “It’s nothing more than a hug. I truly appreciate everything you’ve done. I just want to say goodbye properly.”
This time, Rachel didn’t pull away.
Under the night sky, she looked at him as if she were seeing Jeffrey.
Opening her arms, she smiled at the innocent young man.
Trey stepped forward, his hands shaking slightly as he wrapped her in a hug.
In that brief embrace, his heart was a mix of excitement, joy, and a deep, bittersweet sadness.
“Take care of yourself, Rachel.”
“I wish you all the success and happiness, Trey!” Rachel patted his back softly.
After saying their goodbyes, they went their separate ways.
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Rachel had barely taken a few steps when Brian’s car appeared, pulling up beside her.
The window rolled down, and his serious face appeared. “Get in,” he said firmly.
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