Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 608:

“Really?” Carol’s eyes sparkled with excitement.

Rachel nodded. “Yes, and as soon as we get the marriage certificate, we’ll bring it to you.”

“Good. That’s wonderful,” Carol said, her tone filled with relief. Now that she had the answer she had been waiting for, her energy seemed to wane, and her body grew weary. People were like that—when they had something to look forward to, they found the strength to keep going. But once their desires were met, the motivation to keep going faded away.

“If you’re feeling tired, why don’t you take a nap? I’ll give you a shoulder massage,” Rachel offered gently.

Brian glanced at the book in Hector’s hand. “Grandpa, were you reading to Grandma?” Hector gave a small nod.

Brian took the book and spoke in a soft, soothing voice. “Grandma, Rachel will give you a shoulder massage, and I’ll read to you. Does that sound good?”

“That sounds wonderful,” Carol murmured, her eyes drifting shut in contentment.

As the rocking chair swayed gently, she gradually fell into a peaceful sleep. While she dozed off, Hector picked up a fan and sat beside her, waving it lightly to keep her cool.

Rachel’s heart ached at the thought that Hector must be hurting the most. Yet, he bore it all in silence, never once voicing his pain.

After saying her goodbyes, Rachel was ready to head home, but Brian stopped her with a suggestion. “Why don’t you stay over tonight? That way, we can go to the City Hall together in the morning.”

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Rachel hesitated for a moment and then said, “I didn’t bring anything to change into.”

Brian gave a gentle smile and casually took her hand. “If that’s your only concern, then there’s really nothing to worry about.” His response was somewhat cryptic. Without another word, he gently led her toward a room.

When he opened the wardrobe, she was startled to see it packed with clothes. Every single piece matched her taste perfectly, from the colors to the styles, as if she had picked them out herself. It had everything—gowns, jackets, casual wear, pajamas, and even her undergarments.

“When did you get all of this?” she asked, remembering that she had taken nearly all her clothes with her when they separated.

Brian cleared his throat, looking slightly awkward as he brought a fist to his mouth. “The moment you agreed to marry me,” he admitted.

She had to give him credit—he didn’t waste time.

“We have an early morning tomorrow,” Brian reminded her. “You should take a shower and get some rest.”

Rachel glanced at the wardrobe once more before nodding. “Alright,” she agreed softly.

That night, she slept alone. Brian didn’t stay in the room with her. Somehow, that was a relief.

The following morning, Rachel joined Brian, Hector, and Carol for breakfast. However, midway through the meal, Carol’s condition suddenly acted up. A sharp wave of pain hit her, and beads of cold sweat formed on her forehead. Her hands trembled so much that she could barely grip her utensils. Noticing her struggle, Rachel patiently helped her eat, one slow bite at a time. But even with her help, Carol could barely manage to continue.

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