Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Chapter 747

Rachel turned around and picked up her phone. The corners of her lips curled up involuntarily when she saw David’s message.

She looked at David’s profile picture in a daze.

She remembered that David’s original profile picture on WhatsApp was pitch-black, with nothing able to be seen.

However, a small dot of light appeared in the darkness at some point.

Although the speck of light was small and unremarkable, it was the most attention-grabbing thing in the darkness.

At this moment, her phone vibrated again.

It was a message from Mary Green.

The smile on Rachel’s lips faded a little when she saw the short blessing Mary sent, but she replied to her accordingly.

Then, she opened her chat with David and slowly typed a reply.

David called as soon as she sent out the message.

“Why aren’t you asleep yet?” The man’s deep and magnetic voice slowly traveled from the phone to Rachel’s ears.

The man’s voice was low and magnetic, making Rachel’s ears itch.

She raised her hand to dig her ears and turned over to lie on the bed. “Aren’t you the same, being awake this late?”

There was a hint of fatigue in her voice.

“I was missing you,” David suddenly said.

Rachel was stunned for a moment, and the smile on her lips grew

wider. “Me too.”

Previously, she had not felt bored of David when they were stuck

together all day in Aureliana. Instead, spending time together became a

habit.

Because of this, she felt off staying with the Johnson family tonight.

David, who was sitting in his car, heard her words and a faint smile appeared in the depths of his eyes. He turned to look out of the window. “Why didn’t you come to see me if you miss me?”

to be

sentence, she heard David say, “It’s so

Johnson’s Mansion.”

up from the

to the window, but

from the manor’s door. She could not see anything

me.” Rachel hung up the phone and ran into her

slowed down when she passed by Old Mr. Johnson’s study. She tiptoed like a cat that had just done

its master’s back.

a deep sigh of relief when she reached the bottom

thought that she would be unnoticed. However, little did she know, Old Mr.

had expected this outcome from the moment he learned that David had appeared outside

of chess in front of him. Then, he carefully placed

who was sitting opposite him,

pieces. The game state was still unpredictable, but there were already signs

good situation. They could extinguish any chance of the white king’s survival with one

Johnson let go of the opportunity to

in Tom’s eyes. His expression was dark as he looked up deeply at Old Mr. Johnson.

up and walked to the window. He looked at the night scene outside the window.

been in vain.”

the outcome

this. game is no longer up to us to decide.” Old Mr. Johnson frowned slightly. His deep voice was low and hoarse. “Moreover,

Mr. Johnson with a sharp glint in his eyes.

a moment and sighed softly. “How could I bear to?”

have let go of the last chance to strangle the white

would be best if this situation can be settled. Otherwise…” Tom

in the depths of his

fight to the death. In short, he could not watch helplessly as Rachel went all the way.

how persistent his eldest son was, Old Mr. Johnson’s eyes

honest, all these years, he had been worried that Rachel would suffer

more at ease now

not speak. He just looked into the

Johnson’s Mansion and immediately

man was wearing a black suit. The warm light shone

well-defined facial features looked even deeper half-submerged in light.

hand in his pocket and was making a call with his back facing

of his lips

across his eyes. He immediately had a gentle smile