?Chapter 270:
“Mr. White, since Rachel has chosen me, I hope you’ll release her gracefully. Rather than desperately clinging to what’s past, why not allow her to discover genuine happiness?” Andres delivered these words calmly.
Even Rachel, observing from nearby, found herself astonished. Andres’s ability to navigate this confrontation and his spontaneous performance impressed her deeply.
Initially, she had merely requested that he appear and pretend to collect her. She hadn’t anticipated Brian rushing out and initiating physical conflict.
Her heart pounded anxiously, suspended between fear and hope.
Remarkably, Andres required no guidance; he embodied his role perfectly. His statements, however, provoked Brian’s fury to new heights.
With a cial smile, Brian curled his lips, his words stripped of any warmth. “You’ve stolen my woman and still dare to disy such arrogance? Do you believe you’ll depart from here unscathed?”
Yet Andres maintained hisposure. Not only did he show no fear, but he confronted Brian with casual confidence, hands tucked into his pockets.
“Is that so? Let’s wait and see what unfolds.”
“Such audacity, then…”
Before Brian couldplete his thought, Andres interjected, “Regardless, Rachel stands with me. Since she has chosen me, I believe that whatever transpires, she’ll remain by my side.” Simultaneously, Andres took Rachel’s hand in his own.
Although they had met several times andmunicated professionally, this sudden physical contact created difort for Rachel. But with Brian watching, she suppressed her instinct to withdraw.
At this moment, Brian fixated on their intertwined hands.
If looks possessed physical power, he would have incinerated Andres’s hand to ashes where they stood.
It must be acknowledged that as a rival, Andres demonstrated precise knowledge of how to provoke and wound Brian’s pride.
“Rachel, return to me!” After several seconds of deceptive calm, Brian altered his approach.
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Looking at Rachel once more, his eyes softened with unexpected tenderness, his voice transforming into something remarkably gentle. “If you’re willing toe back, I promise the wedding will proceed exactly as nned.”
Rachel’s smile was tinged with bitterness.
She was still uncertain about her true desires. Did Brian really believe that all she wanted was a wedding? What she craved was his genuine love andmitment. Without that love, a wedding dress and ceremony would be hollow, merely going through the motions.
“Brian, I’m sorry, but I can no longer listen to your empty promises. Perhaps you find it hard to let me go. I’ve been by your side for so long. A girl who is so amodating and strives so hard to please, like me, doesn’te around often. That’s why you cling to me. Or maybe it’s because your grandparents have grown fond of me, and you think I’m a safe choice. But I refuse to settle for that. What does the wedding mean to me? The moment Tracy beckons, you’ll abandon me as you have done time and again. In your heart, she remains the important one, always first and irreceable.”
Previously, she tolerated being second best. She believed she could ept always being secondary in his affections. But it dawned on her that she wasn’t even his second choice. Perhaps Doris held more significance to him than she ever did. Thus, she abandoned all hope.
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