Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 687:

“Sir, you’ve seen her now. Mrs. White is doing well. Let’s go back. Your body can’t handle the cold,” he urged.

But Brian just whispered, “Let me watch her a little longer.”

His eyes followed Rachel until she and Yvonne got into the car and drove away, disappearing from sight.

Then, Brian suddenly corrected Ronald. “You got it wrong.” Ronald was taken aback, not sure what he meant.

Brian sighed. “We’re divorced. She’s not Mrs. White anymore. She’s just Rachel now. She should live the life she wants.”

He only wanted her to be happy, to live freely without worries. Besides, with his condition, he had nothing left to offer her.

The surgery had changed all their lives forever.

Rachel made it through, but Jeffrey wasn’t as lucky. Complications arose, and despite the doctors’ best efforts, he didn’t survive.

The kidney he had meant to give his sister was never transplanted. By the time he took his last breath, it was too late.

The only thing that gave Brian some peace was knowing that he had also donated a kidney. If he hadn’t, he didn’t even want to think about what might have happened.

Sometimes, when Brian closed his eyes, he imagined his kidney inside Rachel’s body, as if they were still connected—sharing the same heartbeat, feeling each other’s presence. That thought was his only comfort.

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Time moved fast.

Rachel’s health improved with time and care, but Brian’s condition worsened. His body just couldn’t keep up. Everything started to fall apart.

In the first year, he heard she had fully recovered, found a job, and had plenty of admirers.

In the second year, he heard she was dating someone.

In the third year, he heard things were getting serious between them.

By the fourth year, he heard they were talking about marriage. Her fiancé was a doctor who specialized in kidney diseases.

Brian thought that was good for her.

He couldn’t walk this path with her anymore, but at least someone else could.

He couldn’t be the one to protect her, but someone else would do it in his place. If there was a next life, he wished they could have a grand wedding—a long red carpet, a celebration filled with love. He would cherish her, love her, and protect her the way he couldn’t in this life.noveldrama

He wanted to grow old with her.

He dreamed of a family—a daughter, a son, a home filled with laughter, making their parents proud.

In his dazed state, a vision of her appeared—more beautiful than ever. It was…

Their wedding day. She stood before him in a breathtaking white dress, its elegant train sweeping across the floor as she stepped forward.

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