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.

David were like fire and water, eternally at odds with each other. Therefore, she really could not figure out where the

walked to David’s

sentence was not important. Only the last bit of

was.

As his trusted

that he planned to harm Rachel since he could not do

Billy to go

“Understood.”

that Ronnie had tossed into the

her pupils dilated when she

card were the words “Happy Birthday” written in cursive.

knew her birthday, but that the handwriting on it was exactly the same as the handwriting on

the mysterious

one who sent the bottle of

did he know what she

knew the cause of her illness. The Johnson family could not find anything even after spending a lot of money

the cause of her illness, how could he have concocted the medicine to

heart, but

leaned against her seat. After pondering for a long time, she opened the door

quickly found her mother’s tombstone according to the location Lucas mentioned.

front of the tombstone was a bouquet of Sophia’s favorite white tulips, and there were traces of incense burning in front

to check. The brazier

incense had left

she had stopped at the entrance of the cemetery for a long time. The only person she saw

Ronnie’s words appeared in her

to pay his respects to her

thought, “Close relative…

to Ronnie by

ground in a daze. She quietly looked at the photo of the woman on the tombstone and

she could not figure out why her mother had

not love her.

she had given birth to her, why did she

mother’s face had turned blurry in her memory, but

her how to play the

draw…

compare to the memories of her mother lying coldly in front of

in her heart, but she slowly sat in front of the tombstone just like

In the blink of an eye, it