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.

dawn when she slowly woke up and saw the blood on her hands

that man had

were no clues

that there seemed to be a faint smell of ebony on

fragrance gradually became clear

face that was so close to her, she

out his arm

into his arms.

matter how she closed her

them hugged each other, their

thin lips were pressed against her temple, kissing

his breath on her face sweeping the loose

itchy.” Rachel couldn’t

eyes. She kept her eyes closed, and

down to his waist. Her movements were slow as if she was

what she was doing was leading David

apple bobbed as he reached for her

you don’t have enough self-control?”

his eyebrows. She was getting better

grandma tonight?” David held her

Rachel nodded. “Sure.”

the two of them walked hand in hand into Old

in her hands and waved

Rachel obediently walked up

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

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

walked forward and reached our his arm to pull Rachel into his arms. “It’s been a while since the last

she looked at Rachel with a smile. “Let’s go,

let Old Mrs. Jones hold

the smile on his face faded a little. He looked at Rosie and

not say it explicitly, it was not difficult for Rosie to

Rosie said, “you know Old 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 end, the two of them parted

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

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