Betrayal At The Altar

Rachel Grey took nothing with her but inexplicably took the jacket the mysterious man left behind.

She walked down the street, limping as she went. The bright, hot sun did not seem to do any good to her freezing body. She took out her phone and called a number, “Mary, can you pick me up?”

Twenty minutes later, Mary Green arrived in a red supercar and stopped before her.

She glanced at the white bandage on Rachel’s feet and took off the sunglasses from her face. Her brows furrowed in concern as she asked, “What happened to you, Rae?”

“Mary, can I stay with you for a while?” Rachel asked weakly and leaned back on the car seat. She then calmly updated Mary on everything that happened between her and Louis Smith. She told it so casually that Mary thought she was telling someone else’s story. “That Smith guy and his family are a bunch of morons. How dare they compare you to someone like Olivia Cruise?” Mary unconsciously stepped harder on the accelerator, speeding the car out of anger. She then started cursing. “Did Louis Smith think he had the capability to succeed without you by his side all these years? He thought he could reach the position he was in with that bit of ability of his? Was he blind or dumb? Did he think he did it based on his greed and shamelessness, cheating on you with his old flame? He and his family have taken advantage of you all these years. Now he ditched you because Olivia Cruise is back in town? Their shamelessness was incomparable.”

Rachel casually spoke, “Mary, I’ll never end up with a happily ever after. A life where I’m loved by my parents and being married with a fulfilling family is never mine.”

Mary was instantly reminded of Rachel’s childhood. She frowned as a hint of sadness glinted in her eyes, feeling sorry for Rachel, “Don’t be upset, Rae.”

feel

her arms on Rachel’s

the hospital. Along the way, she never failed to spit out more curses for the

of Seaxas back then, trying to work their way into the city. The Smith family would never have become the new

worshipped her when they needed her and

She would love to see how long

slowly regained consciousness as her fever

when she woke up was the pure whiteness of the

air full of the smell of antiseptics hit her nostril. It was the smell