Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 60 Chapter 60: "Hello, Jeffrey. It's Brian. Eat properly and get srest, alright? I promise, when you wake up tomorrow, your sister will be right there with you." Jeffrey hesitated, glancing over.

"You're not lying, are you?" "Of course not. I always keep my word. When have I ever let you down?" "Okay, I trust you." The moment Jeffrey said that, Rachel let out a relieved sigh.

Still, she couldn't help but wonder, Why does Jeffrey trust you so much? Brian chuckled, running a hand through his hair. "I may not have spent much twith him, but I've never broken a promise. Besides, he knows I'm going to be his brother-in-law, so that givesa little credibility." That actually made perfect sense.

Not wanting to waste any time, Rachel packed her bags that very night.

Brian offered to take her, but she insisted on going alone.

With Ronald arranging a flight, she arrived in just two hours.

It was already midnight when she finally landed.

Still worried about Jeffrey, she went straight to check on him.

When she finally saw him sleeping peacefully, she felt a wave of relief wash over her. Only then did she allow herself to relax.

The next morning, when Jeffrey opened his eyes, Rachel was already there.

"Rachel!" Jeffrey bolted upright, throwing his arms around her. "I thought you didn't wantanymore!" LATEST CHαρTeЯ$ in galHis red-rimmed eyes showed just how vulnerable he felt.

Rachel wrapped her arms around him, her voice soft and reassuring. "How could you think that? We're family, Jeffrey. No matter what happens, I will never leave you." "You really mean that?" "Of course. If it makes you feel better, why don't you stay close tofor a few days?" That finally seemed to put him at ease.

"Alright." Before they knew it, several days had passed.

Throughout that time, Jeffrey rarely left Rachel's side. His mood improved, and he started smiling more.

But the moment she mentioned leaving, he becunusually tense.

The next day marked Carol's birthday.

Rachel had no choice but to return for the occasion.

However, the situation with Jeffrey made things complicated.

If there were any way around it, she would never take him to the White family's event.

She knew the moment Debby laid eyes on Jeffrey, there would be an endless stream of sharp, hurtful remarks, and she didn't want him to go through that.

But lately, Jeffrey had refused to leave her side.

After thinking it through, she chose to take him with her.

They caught an early train and arrived by 10 a.m.

With Brian caught up in work and unable to cright away, he had Ronald accompany Rachel and Jeffrey to the White Estate.

The estate was alive with guests, adorned with lavish decorations that exuded grandeur.

Rachel's first priority was taking Jeffrey to visit Carol.

As expected, Carol was dressed for the occasion. Unlike her usual understated style, she had opted for an elegant red outfit, exuding a festive yet regal aura. Light makeup and delicate jewelry completed her refined look. The outfit itself was beautiful, drawing compliments from everyone who passed by.

"Happy birthday, Carol. Wishing you good health and endless joy." Carol had received countless birthday wishes that morning, but most felt rehearsed—she could always tell. But Rachel's words, though simple, felt genuine and heartfelt.

"Good girl, you're so sweet. You know, I'm still waiting for the day you and Brian givea great-grandchild. I have to stay healthy for that!" Carol chuckled, clearly delighted.

Rachel's cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

"Carol, there are so many people around!” she whispered, feeling self-conscious.

Carol waved it off without a care.

"And? You and Brian are to be married. It's only natural. Let's see who dares to say otherwise." As she finished speaking, her gaze shifted to Jeffrey.

Seeing the distant, almost hesitant look in his eyes, Carol felt a pang of sorrow. Rachel had already told her about Jeffrey's condition, but this was the first tshe was seeing him in person.

When Rachel noticed Carol's gaze on him, she quickly took the initiative and introduced him, saying, "Carol, this is my younger brother, Jeffrey." Carol gently took Rachel's hand, her grip warm and full of affection. "You've been through so much, my dear." It was difficult to picture how Rachel, with her delicate frame, had carried the weight of raising her brother all these years. The struggles they had faced were unimaginable.

As Rachel and Carol continued chatting, their warmth and ease only deepened Debby's irritation.

With a calculated sway in her high heels, she approached them, forcing a smile onto her face. "Carol, what are you two talking about? You both look like you're having such a wonderful time." But the moment she finished speaking, her sharp eyes zeroed in on Jeffrey. Her face hardened, and her expression turned cold as steel.

Without missing a beat, she lashed out. "Rachel, did you even hear a word I said? Today is Carol's birthday, and yet you've dragged this mess into our hjust to spite me!" Rachel had expected this reaction, so she stayed composed. Keeping things from escalating further was the priority.

"There's no need to be upset. I'll take full responsibility for Jeffrey. He's well-mannered and won't disturb anyone during the banquet. You have my word." But Debby wasn't about to drop the issue that easily.

Her voice grew sharper, almost frantic, as she pressed on. "Have you completely lost it? on @day like this, vel you parade your abnormal brother in front of everyone! Do you have any idea how disgraceful this is for the White family?"

"Enough!" Carol's firm voice sliced through Debby's rant like a blade. "Debby, I have told you tand tagain to be more understanding. Rachel isn't your enemy-she's your future daughter-in-law and Brian's wife. Do you really think making a spectacle of yourself benefits the White family's image?" Debby froze, momentarily at a loss for words.

But she quickly recovered, lowering her voice into a harsh whisper. "But do you even know what's wrong with him? He's not normal, he's-" "Watch your words," Rachel cut in sharply.

Debby's words earlier had already been a low blow.

This time, Rachel wasn't going to let it slide.

Debby scoffed. "So, you bring him here, but no one's allowed to say anything? How is that fair?” "If you have a problem, take it up with me, not him. He's done nothing wrong, and I'd appreciate your understanding." But Rachel's words might as well have been spoken to a wall.

Debby crossed her arms, her expression twisted in distaste. "I have no interest in fighting with you. If you rest want to shutup, then take your brother and get out. I refuse to let this place beca shelter."