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.

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 other. Therefore, she really could not figure out where the phrase “It’s a pleasure meeting you”

up and walked to David’s side, then leaned over and whispered, “Sir, Chris just sent a message. Miss Grey went to the private cemetery and Ronnie appeared

sentence was not important. Only the last bit of

was.

As his trusted aides, they knew

without reason. Could it be that he planned to harm Rachel since he could

go over and keep

“Understood.”

the

pupils dilated when she

words “Happy Birthday” written in

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

sent by the

one who

he know

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

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

in Rachel’s heart, but

pondering for a long time, she opened the door and

mother’s tombstone according to the location Lucas mentioned.

Sophia’s favorite white tulips,

check. The brazier was still

the incense had left not long ago.

entrance of the cemetery for a long time. The only person

Ronnie’s words appeared

to pay his respects

“Close relative…

my mother related to Ronnie by blood?”

woman on the tombstone and could not help but sigh deeply. “To be honest, I really do hate you.”

these years, she could not figure out why

not love her.

she had given birth to her, why did she

in her

her how to play the piano,

draw…

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

it was because she missed that feeling in her heart or because time had washed away 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

the blink of