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.

footsteps came from the

was not Mrs. Brown’s footsteps.

fixed on the door. She saw David in

at the tall, straight man in front of her for a long time before gradually

senses.

turned out that it was not her imagination when she had

to Rachel’s side. At

palm

with his cold aura, Rachel subconsciously held her breath and focused. Her fingertips

perhaps

of water. “Drink some water.”

the porridge is

that Mrs. Brown was holding a plate in her hand. There was a white porcelain bowl

shirt. He rolled up his sleeves and said in a

but look at Rachel with a

around and closed the door

suddenly fell silent, and the atmosphere was slightly

bland diet recently.” David’s slim fingers held the spoon and slowly stirred the porridge in the bowl. He brought it to his lips and blew on it before bringing it to Rachel’s lips.

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