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    The door had been open, so the moment he arrived, Rachel saw him instantly.


    “What’s he doing here?” Brian’s face, which had been neutral a moment ago, hardened instantly.


    “Um…” Rachel stammered,pletely thrown off by Brian’s sudden presence.


    Andres stepped in before Rachel could respond. “Rachel helped me outst night, so I figured bringing her breakfast was the least I could do,” he said casually.


    “But what about you, Mr. White? What’s got you here so early?” His tone was calm yet pointed.


    “That’s none of your concern,” Brian shot back, his expression hardening.


    Noticing that Rachel had nearly finished eating, Brian made no move to bring out the food he had with him.


    “I figured you’d want to get out for a bit, so I came to take you somewhere,” Brian said, turning his attention to Rachel.


    “I appreciate it, but I just want to stay home and rx today,” Rachel responded.


    “A little fresh air might help. Let’s bring Jeffrey along too,” Brian suggested. “Where is he, by the way?”


    Rachel opened her mouth to respond, but Brian’s sharp eyes had already locked onto Andres.


    “Those clothes… they belong to Jeffrey,” Brian said, his tone unwavering.


    Following his line of sight, Rachel finally realized why Andres’s outfit had looked so familiar to her.


    “Where exactly did you sleepst night?” Brian asked bluntly, making Rachel freeze in ce.


    She was caughtpletely off guard. How had he figured it out just from that?


    Seeing no reason to lie, Andres simply met Brian’s gaze and said, “Take a wild guess.”


    “So, you’re testing me now?” Brian growled, grabbing Andres by the cor. “Listen to me—Rachel isn’t someone you can just waltz into the life of.”


    Even with Brian’s aggression, Andres stood firm,pletely unshaken.


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    “You and Rachel are no longer together, so I don’t see why I can’t get close to her. We’re both single, and that gives me every right to make a move. Most importantly, I don’t have an old love in my life. When I like someone, Imit fully—unlike you, who can’t seem to make up your mind.”


    Andres spoke calmly, but his words hit hard, leaving Brian with nothing to say.


    Brian stiffened, momentarily at a loss, his confidence gone.


    After a brief silence, he turned his attention to Rachel and asked in a low voice,


    “Is that what you want too?”


    Rachel held Brian’s gaze this time, unwavering.


    “Isn’t that the truth?” she asked, her voice calm yet piercing.


    Brian’s lips curled into a bitterugh, his eyes shing with barely contained fury.


    “So, you allowed him to stay the night but decided to send me away,” he shot back, his voice sharp with usation.


    Without another word, he turned and walked out, leaving the room in stunned silence.


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