Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Betrayal At The Altar

Chapter 420

“I know what you’re thinking. The fact is just as you think.” Linda noticed. everyone’s sympathetic gazes. She did not avoid them. Instead, she looked at everyone present frankly.

“I was once a victim of domestic sexual assault. This is a secret that I can never bring myself to say, but I can’t wrap fire in paper. I fainted during a PE class. because of an ectopic pregnancy. From then on, my classmates began to bully me. I endured campus bullying for a year.

“During that period, I didn’t dare to tell my mother. I was even more afraid that the school would contact my parents, so I chose to transfer schools. It was also at Pollister High School that I met Rachel.

“After Rachel and the others found out what happened to me, they tried their best to help me, so we discussed our escape plan. However, my beast father found out about this and took the opportunity to lock us up. Later, my mother picked up a knife during an argument with him and accidentally killed him. The four of us successfully escaped.

“After that, Adrian, a lawyer from Seaxas, found out what happened to me and had been helping my mother fight for a lighter punishment. I studied abroad with the Johnson family’s help.” Linda had thought that these words would be difficult to say, but she found that after saying them in one breath, she felt unprecedentedly relaxed and carefree.

“I want to tell everyone that Rachel didn’t kill anyone, nor did she participate in the killing. They have been protecting and taking care of me in their own way! The real murderers are unscrupulous reporters like you who talk about benevolence and morality and think that you can use your pens to seek justice!”

As soon as she finished speaking, the surroundings fell silent.

public opinion online changed

really getting more

create stunts. This kind of person is not worthy of being

unknown newspaper offices are

the bullet screen and asked coldly,

David held Rachel’s hand and said unhurriedly, “I’ve already

nodded. Her almond–shaped eyes were filled with

you get a result. I

indifferent and slow, carrying a chilling

the door, Mary and Jessica were discussing in low voices.

strange about what happened

said leisurely, “This matter seems to be directed at the

looked at Jessica with

see Rachel live a good life in Pollister, but the last person who wanted to see Rachel live a good life was none other

two of them spoke, Linda and Naomi returned