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Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 796
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Chapter 796:

Allan parted his lips, his voice faint but steady. “It’s a chronic issue. Nothing to worry about.”

Rachel swept her eyes around the room. The curtains were drawn so tightly that barely a sliver of light seeped

through. The air felt thick, stagnant. She stood and pulled them open.

“It’s a beautiful day outside—bright and sunny. When you're unwell, fresh air and sunlight help.”

A faint smile curved Allan's pale lips. “Just letting the sun into the room isn’t enough.”

Rachel caught the meaning behind his words instantly. “Then let's go outside for a bit.”

The VIP room was fully equipped, including a wheelchair tucked in the corner. After giving it a quick wipe-down,

Rachel rolled it to his bedside.

“Con, Allan. Lethelp you into it.”

Allan hesitated. “Shouldn’t we call Alban? He—"

Rachel knew exactly what he was thinking. He doubted she had the strength to support him.

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She met his gaze, her voice unwavering. “I can handle it. I'm just helping you up, not carrying you in my arms.”

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The second she said it, she regretted it. Why did she have to say carrying?

Ignoring the heat creeping up her neck, she focused on the task. She carefully draped one of his arms over her

shoulder, then steadied his other arm, letting him lean into her as she helped him up. But she hadn't expected

this—he was completely limp against her, his entire weight pressing into her shoulder.

Her breath hitched, but she gritted her teeth and steadied herself, carefully guiding him into the wheelchair, inch

by inch.

However, as she eased him down, she lost her balance and lurched forward, her lips grazing his cheek by

accident. At that exact moment, Alban stepped into the room.

Rachel stiffened, her face burning as mortification crashed over her.

“Uh... I—" Rachel floundered, completely at a loss.

Sensing her embarrassment, Allan quickly interjected, his tone calm and unruffled, “Alban, takeoutside for

sair.”

“Right away, Mr. Vance.”

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Just as she reached the rehabilitation

area, she faltered. A strange feeling

prickled at her, like sompoe fab just

called Het RE She turned sharply,

scanning the crowd, but there was no

familiar face in sight. Did she imagine

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