Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 656:

Brian didn’t quite understand why Rachel was so worked up, but he still did as she asked and took care of everything.

However, when Jeffrey’s condition suddenly took a turn for the worse, landing him in the emergency room, and a critical condition notice was placed in Rachel’s hands, Brian finally realized why she had been so anxious.

For someone with leukemia, even a small amount of bleeding could quickly spiral out of control.

Rachel gripped the notice in her hands, feeling completely numb. When Jeffrey was first diagnosed, the doctor had told her his leukemia was acute—aggressive and fast-moving. He had also warned her to brace herself for the worst.

But no matter how much she had tried to prepare, she never imagined things would escalate this fast.

Jeffrey remained in emergency care for what felt like an eternity, his condition teetering on the edge of complete collapse.

The doctor described it as if his blood wouldn’t stop flowing, like a leaky faucet that only paused for moments before running again. The hospital’s blood bank was already on high alert—if too much was needed, they would face a critical shortage.

What made things worse was how quickly Jeffrey was losing blood—it felt like a bottomless drain that couldn’t be stopped.

Rachel couldn’t accept it—she refused to.

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The moment the doctor mentioned the blood shortage, she didn’t hesitate. She thrust out her arm. “Take my blood! Please, just save him! I don’t care if it drains me completely, just save him!”

But as soon as the words left her mouth, the harsh reality hit. She wasn’t eligible to donate.

“Tell me where the donation room is. Use my blood,” Brian said without a moment’s hesitation.

Before heading off, he turned to Rachel and spoke firmly. “Trust me, Rachel. Ronald will take you home so you can rest. I swear, I’ll try my best to make Jeffrey healthy. I’ve already arranged for an emergency blood supply—whatever he needs, I’ll make sure he gets it. But you have to take care of yourself too. I need you to be okay.”noveldrama

Rachel fainted from exhaustion as soon as she returned to the hospital room.

She fell into what felt like an eternal sleep, trapped in a vivid, long dream.

In the dream, she found herself locked in an iron cage, cast into a pitch-black void. Jeffrey was desperately trying to break the chains to free her, but his efforts were all in vain. As relentless as he was, the locks and chains held.

Suddenly, Jeffrey was dragged away by unseen hands for breaking the rules and was sentenced to death. The scene shifted, and Rachel could only watch helplessly as Jeffrey was led to the gallows.

“NO, don’t!” Rachel cried out in horror, jolting up in bed. It took her a few seconds to realize it was just a nightmare. She wiped the sweat from her brow, relieved, yet shaken all the same.

Jeffrey’s situation in the real world was just as dire. He was in precarious waters. Thinking of this, Rachel’s anxiety spiked again, and she tried to get out of bed.

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