Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Chapter 276 Not To Be Provoked

Charles quickly put out the cigarette in his hand, and a panic that could not be covered appeared between his eyebrows. “Don’t tell me that you really want me to marry her!”

“What’s wrong with that?” Eleanor looked at Charles disapprovingly. “You two grew up together, so you can be considered childhood sweethearts. In addition, with my relationship with you and her, isn’t it a good thing for you two to be closer to each other? Besides, if Rae–Rae really marries into the Page family, you should thank Heaven!”

As she spoke, there was a hint of longing in her eyes.

Charles’s eyebrows twitched.

He and Rachel were not childhood sweethearts.

When he was in school, he had always looked down on Rachel, who was the eldest daughter of the Johnson family, but her surname wasn’t Johnson.

In addition, his aunt Eleanor was quite partial to Rachel at that time. As Katy’s elder brother, to help Katy vent her spleen, he deliberately targeted Rachel in school.

There was a spring outing organized by the school. Coincidentally, he was in the same group as Rachel. He deliberately left her in the wilderness. He wanted to take the opportunity to scare her and destroy her prestige. Unexpectedly, he lost his way halfway and even stepped on a trap that he had set up in advance. And then, he was hung from a tree for half the night. The whole process was too embarrassing for him, so it was not appropriate to mention it.

However, after that incident, Charles knew that Rachel wasn’t someone to be provoked.

on, each time he saw Rachel, he would always keep a respectful distance

as a go–between

him away in advance instead of cementing the

him and Rachel by marriage?

thinking about it, Rachel’s voice sounded at the entrance of the villa. “Eleanor, happy

and led her to the sofa. After Rachel sat down,

Rachel smiled.

hurriedly called Charles

is Charles. You two were in the same senior high school. Do you

hearing this, Rachel looked up at Charles with a meaningful smile. “Ah, I have some

the last syllable, her words revealing a hint of

some reason, Charles felt a chill run down his spine when seeing her half–smile.

“Miss Grey, it’s been a

speaking, he could not help despising himself

this opening statement was!

if he had been

at him, and her red lips curled into a bright smile. “Mr. Page, long

he seemed to recall the night when he was hung upside down on the tree. His body trembled