Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Chapter 749

Rachel drove the car all the way to a private cemetery.

This was the resting place that her grandfather had chosen for her mother.

As her mother’s ashes had been stolen in the past, the cemetery was now guarded 24 hours a day.

Rachel was slightly stunned when she arrived.

She had originally planned to drive the car out for a spin, but for some reason, she ended up here.

After a moment, her lips curled into a self-deprecating smile.

She thought to herself, “Admit it. You keep saying that you hated her all these years, but you still really miss her.”

Rachel pursed her lips and gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands. She pressed her forehead against the steering wheel.

At this moment, there was a knock on the car window.

Rachel quivered in shock. Her clear almond-shaped eyes revealed a rare blank and absent-minded look.

She suddenly raised her head and slowly lowered the car window. She saw Ronnie, who was dressed in white.

“Why are you here?” Rachel looked at Ronnie with a probing gaze.

Ronnie let out a slight smile. “I’m here to pay my respects to a close relative.”

This place was surrounded by mountains and rivers. It was an excellent final resting place, which was why many people chose to set up a private cemetery here.

Hearing his words, Rachel did not think too much about it.

“What about you?” Seeing that Rachel was silent, Ronnie asked patiently, “Are you here to pay your respects too?”

Rachel was stunned for a moment before she slowly nodded.

“I suppose so,” she thought.

“Here’s a little something for you,” Ronnie said. He took out a box from his pocket. “I hope you like it.”

He did not give Rachel a chance to reject it and threw the box in through the car window.

He did not forget to say as he left, “Rachel, it’s a pleasure meeting you.”

This sentence came out of nowhere, making Rachel confused.

only met Ronnie a few times and their interactions had not been overly friendly every time they met. Moreover, Ronnie and David were like fire and water, eternally at odds with each

reading the contents of the message. He stood up and walked to David’s side, then leaned over and whispered, “Sir, Chris just sent a message. Miss

previous sentence was not important. Only the last

was.

bitter enemies. As his trusted aides,

it be that he planned

at him deeply. “Get Billy to go over and keep an

“Understood.”

Ronnie had tossed into the car and saw a small card on

pupils dilated when she saw the

words “Happy Birthday” written in cursive.

what shocked her the most was not that Ronnie knew her birthday, but that the handwriting on it was exactly the same as the

sent by the mysterious person.

one who sent the bottle

know

of her illness. The Johnson family could not find anything

he have concocted the medicine to soothe her symptoms in such

in Rachel’s heart, but

seat. After pondering for a long time, she opened

tombstone according to the location

white tulips, and there were traces of incense burning in front of

to check. The brazier was

incense had left not long

of the cemetery for a long time.

some reason, Ronnie’s words appeared in her

Ronnie was here to pay his respects to her mother?

“Close

my mother related to Ronnie by blood?”

quietly looked at the photo of the woman on the tombstone and could not help but sigh deeply. “To be honest,

these years, she could not figure out why her mother had given birth to

she did not

to her, why

blurry in her memory, but she vaguely

mother had taught her how to

draw…

these memories could never compare to the memories of her mother lying coldly in front

heart or because time had washed away the hatred in her heart, but she slowly sat in front

the blink of