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.

fire and water, eternally at odds with each other. Therefore, she really could

stood up and walked to David’s side, then leaned over and whispered, “Sir, Chris just sent a message.

previous sentence was not important. Only the last bit of the sentence

was.

his trusted aides, they knew that

it be that he planned to harm Rachel since

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

“Understood.”

Ronnie had tossed into the

card and her pupils

the words “Happy Birthday” written in

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

the

that Ronnie was the one who sent the bottle of

did he know

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

Ronnie happened to know the cause of her illness, how could he have concocted the medicine to soothe her symptoms

arose in Rachel’s heart, but she could not find a reasonable

against her seat. After pondering for a long time, she opened the door and got out of the car.

according to

tulips,

to check. The

burned the incense

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

some reason, Ronnie’s words

pay his respects to her mother?

thought, “Close

to Ronnie by

quietly looked at the photo of the woman on

out why her

not love her.

her, why did she

blurry in

how to play

draw…

of her mother lying coldly in front of

the hatred in her heart, but she slowly sat in front of the tombstone just like how she had squatted by her mother’s feet to play like she did when she was young.

In the blink of an eye, it was noon.