?Chapter 643:


    Rachel, all too familiar with crisis, understood at once. Her mind raced, quickly reading the silent plea behind his eyes.


    “You’re going to save her, aren’t you?” she asked, her voice calm yet edged with quiet resignation.


    Brian didn’t answer; his silence spoke louder than words. Rachel tilted her chin, her eyes shimmering but steady. Swallowing back the surge of emotion, she met his gaze with quiet determination. “If your mind’s made up, then go.”


    “Rachel, wait for me!” Brian’s voice was urgent as he pulled her into a fierce embrace, his arms tightening around her as if trying to make the momentst. Then, just as quickly, he let go, resolve hardening in his features as he turned and strode away, leaving the wedding behind.


    Rachel stood unmoving, her emotions suspended between tears andughter.


    Should she stop him? The question echoed inside her, but she already knew the answer. She couldn’t say the words, nor did she have the strength to ask him to stay. He knew what this day meant—their wedding, a celebration of their love, meant to be perfect. Still, he had chosen to leave.


    His departure was a silent admission of Tracy’s enduring ce in his heart. Now, with Tracy carrying his child, the bond between them could never truly be broken.


    How could she ask him to abandon his own child? It was something she would never do.


    Since Brian had already made his decision, Rachel refused to beg or plead. Her pride—thest thread of her self-respect—wouldn’t allow it. With his departure, the fragile hope of reconciliation between them vanished, leaving only the cold certainty of his choice.


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    As she turned, her eyes met the stunned faces of Brian’s grandparents and parents among the guests. Their expressions were a mixture of disbelief, concern, and helplessness, mirroring the storm of emotions inside her.


    Carol, always Rachel’s fiercest supporter, looked stricken, while Aron immediately sprang into action. He signaled to someone nearby, his voice sharp andmanding as it sliced through the tense atmosphere. “Brian, what do you think you’re doing?”


    “I’m sorry, Dad,” Brian replied, his voice tight but unwavering. “There’s an urgent situation—someone’s life is at stake. I have to go.”


    “This is outrageous!” Aron exploded, his anger palpable. “Do you even realize what today is? It’s your wedding! Are you going to make a fool of Rachel in front of everyone?”


    “I can’t exin right now,” Brian said, desperation edging his tone. “Every second counts. I need to leave.”


    Carol stepped forward, her voice firm yet pleading. “Aron, stop arguing and just hold him for a moment. As long as I’m here, he’s not going anywhere.”


    Brian’s eyes swept the room, pleading with each family member. “Grandpa, Grandma, Dad, Mom… please, try to understand. This isn’t something I can walk away from. Don’t make this harder than it already is. I don’t want to hurt any of you.”


    Aron’s face flushed with fury, his patience snapping. “What are you saying? Are you threatening us? Fine—let’s settle this right now.”


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