Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 82

Rachel’s eyelashes trembled. She wanted to open her eyes, but no matter how hard she tried, she could not open them. Her consciousness gradually fell into endless darkness.

When she woke up again, she found herself in an unfamiliar environment.

She sat up abruptly and surveyed the surroundings.

“This is not my room!

“Why am I here?” she thought.

At this moment, an unfamiliar woman walked in from outside. When she saw Rachel had woken up, a friendly smile appeared on her face. “Miss Grey, you’re awake.”

“You are…?” Rachel looked at the woman and sized her up.

Hearing her words, the woman’s smile widened. “I’m the maid here. If you don’t mind, you can call me Mrs. Brown.”

As she spoke, she suddenly thought of something. “Miss Grey, please wait a moment. I’ll inform Mr. Jones now.”

Before Rachel could react, she turned around and left the room.

came from the bedroom

tell that this was not Mrs. Brown’s footsteps.

David in a black shirt appear

was suddenly stunned. She stared at the tall, straight man in front of her for a long time before gradually returning

senses.

it was not her imagination when she had vaguely

better?” David walked to Rachel’s side. At

his palm

Her fingertips curled up slightly

hoarse, perhaps because of her fever last night.

her a glass of water. “Drink some water.”

the porridge is ready.”

plate in her hand. There was a white porcelain

his sleeves and said in a

David’s intentions, she could not help but look at Rachel with a vague and ambiguous

and closed the door before

silent, and the atmosphere was

a fever. The doctor suggested that you keep a bland diet recently.” David’s slim fingers held the spoon and slowly stirred the porridge in the bowl. He brought

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