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 she realized that he was

man had disappeared without a

no clues left

vaguely remembered that there seemed to be a faint smell of ebony on

cold wooden fragrance gradually became clear

When she saw David’s face that was so close to her, she could not

stretched out his arm and

the opportunity to snuggle into his arms. Smelling that cold

her eyes,

hugged each other, their heartbeats gradually becoming

thin lips were pressed against her temple, kissing

feel his breath on her face sweeping the loose hair

Rachel couldn’t help

but she did not open her eyes. She kept her eyes closed,

waist. Her movements were slow as if she was

was doing was leading David

as he reached for her

you don’t have enough

raised his eyebrows. She was

visit grandma tonight?” David held her hand and kissed

Rachel nodded. “Sure.”

of the setting sun, the two of them walked hand in hand into Old Mrs. Jones’s

in her hands and waved at Rachel. “Rae-Rae, come over and let grandma take

Rachel obediently walked up to

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

was a little

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

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

hold her

on his face faded a little. He looked at

did not say it explicitly, it was not

made a scene a few days ago, 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

that she doesn’t

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