GoodNovelChapter 312: "Well said. That sounds exactly like you." "How dare you!" Tracy shook with anger, her hand twitching as if she were moments away from lunging forward.
"Rachel, I know you're jealous. And I know you don't want to admit it. But no matter how much you deny it, the truth doesn't change. You're nothing more than a pet Brian got used to having around." He doesn't love you. He never has. I am the only woman he truly loves." Tracy nearly shouted the last part, as if saying it louder would make it true. But the more she raised her voice, the more it becobvious-she was scared.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtRachel didn't bother to respond, yet Tracy's words lingered in the air like an unwanted shadow.
"He waited in the rain for you once, and you think that means he loves you? Listen carefully, Rachel. Lettell you what he's done for me. He used to drive across the city in the middle of the night just to getmy favorite food. When I was sick, he stayed up all night looking after me. When I couldn't get into an Ivy League college, he secretly changed his own application just to be with me. And when I was hurt abroad, he clooking forover and over again. He fought for me, gavemoney, protected me—he even risked his life for me. So tell me, Rachel, what has he ever done for you?" Tracy's words were harsh, each one hurting Rachel more than the last. No matter how much she wanted to block them out, they echoed in her mind, relentless and unforgiving. She wished the rain would pour harder, drowning out Tracy's voice.
The pain in her chest was unbearable, as if her heart was bleeding. Yes, he had risked everything for Tracy, but what about her? Rachel wanted to ask, but the answer was already there, hanging heavy in the silence.
Maybe Tracy was right. Maybe Brian had only ever been used to having her around. Just a habit, nothing more. And once she was gone? He'd be upset, sure. He might even miss her for a while. But eventually, he'd forget her, just like everything else that had faded from his life.
One day, her nwould mean nothing to him.
A cold smile flickered across her lips as she tightened her grip on the umbrella. Then, without another word, she turned and walked away. The rain pelted down, drenching the pavement, but Rachel never looked back.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmUpdated stories galWatching her leave, Tracy's lips curled into a satisfied smirk. She murmured softly, "Brian, you're mine now. I won't lose you again. From this moment on, you belong only to me." Lowering her gaze, she looked at Brian, who was resting against her, her eyes filled with possessive affection. With practiced care, she dialed for the driver. Together, they helped Brian into the car.
Inside, the warmth of the vehicle enveloped them, but Brian remained lost in the haze of fever and alcohol. Yet even in his delirium, he murmured one nover and over. "Rachel... Rachel..."
The moment Tracy heard that name, w her fingers curled into tight fists. On the way Brian's condition worsened, leaving Tracy with no choice but to rush him to the hospital.
Upon arrival, a male nurse helped change Brian into dry clothes. By the tTracy stepped inside, Brian was already lying motionless on the hospital bed. His face was pale from the fever, and his lips had lost all color. The alcohol only made things worse, leaving him barely conscious.
Visit our social media platform to read fascinating stories every day and connect with the community!
