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.

slowly woke up and saw the blood on her hands

that man had

were no clues left

that there seemed to be a faint smell of

wooden fragrance gradually became clear and

When she saw David’s face that was so close

out his arm and gently pulled

to snuggle into his arms. Smelling

matter how she closed her eyes, she could not

hugged each other, their heartbeats gradually becoming

were pressed against

on her face sweeping the loose hair at her

itchy.” Rachel couldn’t

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

waist. Her movements were slow as if she

doing

Adam’s apple bobbed as he reached for her

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

was getting

want to visit grandma tonight?” David

Rachel nodded. “Sure.”

the two of them walked hand in hand into Old

hands and waved at

walked up

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

Rachel was a little embarrassed and didn’t

forward and 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

angrily. Then, she looked at Rachel with a smile. “Let’s go, Rae-Rae. Come on in and try the new coffee that I

Jones hold her hand

faded a little.

explicitly, it was not difficult for Rosie to guess who

Jones’s temper, Mr. David. She has always been reasonable and fair. Moreover, she really adores Miss Grey.

that she doesn’t care, but at the

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