Betrayal At The Altar

Chapter 575

Rachel was sound asleep, dreaming.

Although it was just a dream, it was something that had really happened.

She went back to that long night five years ago in Phareborough.

The air was tainted with the smell of blood and gunpowder. The person who got shot was lying on the ground, struggling in pain.

However, no matter how fast she was, she could not surpass the speed of death.

No matter how hard she tried, she could only watch that person die. It was a huge blow for her.

Just as she was questioning herself, a bullet was fired at her.

Before she could turn around, someone suddenly showed up and pushed her to the ground.

Due to inertia, the two of them broke through the glass of the basement and rolled into a shabby and dark basement.

There was no light inside. It was endless, like a depraved abyss.

There was a strange aura in the air, and the pattering sound became especially clear.

Rachel could not see what was inside clearly, but she was sensitive enough to sense that danger was approaching.

She could not help but tense up. She subconsciously reached for her weapon, but then she realized that she had lost the dagger she carried with her.

Sensing her nervousness, the man beside her whispered. “Don’t be afraid.”

His voice was low and deep, like an ice-breaking spring tainted with a hint of coldness.

“You’re Crucsian?” Hearing the familiar language, Rachel felt more at ease.

The man responded indifferently.

On that long night, the man was like a guardian angel. He silently protected her and helped her make it out alive in this world.

until dawn when she slowly woke up and saw the blood on her hands that she realized that he was

man had disappeared without a

were no clues left

to be a faint smell of ebony

fragrance gradually became

face that was so close to her,

to sleep.” David stretched out his arm and gently pulled her

opportunity to snuggle into his arms. Smelling that cold

no matter how she closed her

each other, their heartbeats gradually

thin lips were pressed against her temple, kissing

face sweeping the loose

Rachel couldn’t help

eyes. She kept her eyes closed, and

movements were slow as if she

what she was doing was leading

bobbed as he reached for her wrist. “Are you

because you don’t have enough self-control?”

eyebrows. She was getting better at blaming

want to visit grandma tonight?” David held her hand

Rachel nodded. “Sure.”

sun, the two of them

Old Mrs. Jones quickly put down the things in her hands and waved at Rachel. “Rae-Rae, come over and

Rachel obediently walked up

Jones was grinning happily. She held Rachel’s hand and eyed her up and down and her gaze

a little embarrassed and didn’t

into his arms. “It’s been a while since the

glared at him angrily. Then, she looked at Rachel with

Rachel let Old Mrs. Jones hold

them walked away, the smile on his face faded a

it was not difficult

days ago, Rosie said, “you know Old Mrs. Jones’s temper, Mr. David. She has always been reasonable and fair.

help but sigh. “Old Mrs. Jones said that she doesn’t care, but at the end of the

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