Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 653:

“Grandma, I have disappointed you. I am so sorry. But I promise I will make Rachel forgive me.”

Without another word, he left the ward and headed straight for the ICU.

Morning arrived, and as the medical staff changed shifts, Jeffrey’s voice trembled with urgency. “How… how is my sister?”

Her nurse replied, “Her vitals are stable, but she still has not regained consciousness. We will have to wait and see.”

“Thank you for your efforts,” Jeffrey said sincerely.

Yvonne stood beside him, offering silent support. The exhaustion from a sleepless night and the stress of the previous day weighed heavily on them; only sheer willpower kept them from collapsing.

After a while, Norton arrived with breakfast—a generous spread. He set up a table and carefully arranged the dishes before gently handing Yvonne a pancake. Yvonne remained unmoved, still upset over his indifference the day before.

“You have not eaten all night. Your stomach must be empty. Even if you are angry with me, you should still eat,” Norton said, his voice gentle.

Yvonne ignored him, refusing to meet his eyes.

Norton sighed and continued, “I know I messed up yesterday. I thought Rachel just needed rest and would recover. If I had realized how serious it was, I would have taken her to the hospital right away.”

There was genuine regret in his voice.noveldrama

𝕆𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕒𝕥 ⳑ𝕒𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝗲𝗅𝘀[ꞏ]𝚌𝗈𝗺

But Yvonne wasn’t ready to forgive him, not while Rachel remained unconscious.

“It’s too late for apologies. Take your breakfast and go. I don’t want it.”

Norton set the pancake down, the warm scent filling the air. “That’s a different issue. You can hate me all you want, but you still need to eat.”

Yvonne stared at him, momentarily at a loss for words. When did he become so shameless?

Seeing that she hadn’t completely pushed him away, Norton pressed on, “This is your favorite. You’ll need your energy if you want to keep fighting with me.”

He was right. Reluctantly, Yvonne gave in and picked up the pancake.

Norton allowed himself a small, hopeful smile—until he saw her pass the pancake to Jeffrey instead.

“Jeffrey, you need to eat. Waiting for Rachel to wake up is going to be a long process, and we can’t let ourselves fall apart before then.”

Jeffrey nodded and took the pancake, forcing himself to eat, barely tasting it. The only thing echoing in his mind was Yvonne’s words—he couldn’t let himself fall apart before Rachel woke up.

So, he forced himself to eat more.

While Jeffrey persevered, it was Yvonne who wore herself out first.

Norton noticed and quickly stepped in, supporting her before she could collapse. “Brian, I’ll take her home first,” he said, lifting Yvonne in his arms and heading out without waiting for a response.

Rachel regained consciousness that evening as the sky displayed a magnificent sunset, painting the horizon with hues that blended beauty and melancholy.

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