Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Chapter 575

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.

when she slowly woke up and saw the

man had disappeared

no clues left

seemed to be a

cold wooden fragrance gradually became clear

was so close to

his arm and gently pulled her into his

opportunity to snuggle into his arms. Smelling that cold scent,

her eyes, she could not

each other,

pressed against

on her face sweeping the loose hair at

Rachel couldn’t help

she did not open her eyes. She kept her

his waist. Her movements were slow as if

doing was leading David

apple bobbed as he reached for her wrist. “Are you seducing

you don’t have enough self-control?”

eyebrows. She was getting better at

visit grandma tonight?” David held her hand

Rachel nodded. “Sure.”

two of them walked hand in hand into Old Mrs. Jones’s Trinisia

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

Rachel obediently walked

happily. She held Rachel’s hand and eyed her up and down

Jones’s burning gaze, Rachel was a little embarrassed

reached our his arm to pull Rachel into his arms. “It’s been a while since the last time I came here. Aren’t you

Old Mrs. Jones glared at him angrily. Then, she looked at Rachel with a smile. “Let’s

Jones hold her hand

faded a little. He looked at Rosie and asked casually, “Has anyone disturbed Old

it explicitly, it was not

Mrs. Jones’s temper, Mr. David. She has always been reasonable and fair. Moreover, she really adores Miss Grey. Miss Marina felt that Old Mrs. Jones was playing favorites. In the

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

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