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.

saw the blood on her hands that she realized that he was

man had disappeared without a

no

seemed to be a faint

cold wooden fragrance gradually became clear

face that was so

stretched out his arm and gently pulled her into

to snuggle into his arms. Smelling that cold scent, she felt strangely at

she closed her eyes, she

two of them hugged each other,

lips were pressed against her temple, kissing

face sweeping the loose hair

itchy.” Rachel couldn’t help but

did not open her eyes. She kept her eyes closed, and the palm on

his waist. Her movements were slow as if she

she was doing

bobbed as he reached

you don’t have enough

She was getting better at

visit grandma tonight?” David held her hand

Rachel nodded. “Sure.”

the afterglow of the setting sun, the two of them walked hand

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

walked up to

and eyed her up and down and

Old Mrs. Jones’s burning gaze, Rachel was a little

to pull Rachel into his arms. “It’s been a while since

been a while.” Old Mrs. Jones glared at him angrily. Then, she looked at Rachel with a smile. “Let’s go, Rae-Rae. Come on in and try the new coffee that

Mrs. Jones hold her hand

of them walked away, the smile on his face faded a little. He looked at Rosie and asked casually,

not difficult for Rosie to guess who he was talking

reasonable and fair. Moreover,

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

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