Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 669:

She had clung to a fragile sliver of hope.

And now, it had shattered before her eyes.

There was nothing worse than thinking she had a chance, only to have it ripped away.

“Thank you for your explanation.”

Rachel didn’t ask anything further. She knew that if there had been even the slightest chance, the doctor wouldn’t have been so definitive in his conclusion.

Stepping out of the office, Rachel felt utterly drained. Brian pulled her into his arms, his voice low and soothing as he whispered, “Don’t give up. We’ll find another way. There has to be another way. There are top specialists all over the world. Tomorrow, we’ll seek out more opinions. I’ll track down every expert in this field for you.”

But Rachel could no longer bring herself to hope.

She had been through too much—too many painful waits, too many disappointments.

This time, she finally broke. Tears streamed down her face, and she wept until she was completely spent.

Brian took her home and cared for her personally for several days.

During that time, he reached out to countless top experts in the field.

“When you’re feeling better, I’ll take you to see them,” Brian said softly, his voice patient as he sat beside her, watching over her with quiet concern.

Rachel gave a small nod. “Alright.”

But the next morning, when Brian woke up, the space beside him was empty—Rachel was gone.noveldrama

The room felt hollow, stripped of everything.

Brian bolted upright, his pulse hammering as he searched every corner—but Rachel was nowhere to be found.

Not only that, but her clothes had disappeared from the wardrobe, leaving it eerily bare.

The only things left behind were a few forgotten items in the bathroom, things she clearly no longer needed.

He dialed her number, but the call went straight to voicemail—her phone was off.

He tried Jeffrey next, but it was the same—disconnected.

When he called Yvonne, her voice held genuine surprise. “I don’t know. Rachel didn’t tell me anything this time.”

Ronald scoured every record—hotels, flights, train tickets—but Rachel was nowhere to be found.

When they rushed to Jeffrey’s hospital room, they found it empty. He had already been discharged.

According to the nurse, Rachel had come in person to take him away.

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