Betrayal At The Altar

Without her companion, Rachel lost interest in admiring the beautiful scenery and simply returned the way she came.

In the distance, the young socialites led by Hannah saw Rachel’s return, their eyes filled with probing as they sized her up.

Even though they had seen Rachel return, the young socialites did not approach her. It was obvious that they were deliberately isolating Rachel.

These were all childish tricks. Rachel naturally wouldn’t take them to heart.

With no one to disturb her, she was glad for the peace and quiet.

Rachel sat in a quiet corner, searching for information on her phone.

“What’s the most suitable gift for a boyfriend’s birthday?” Mary read out Rachel’s search term with a flat voice.

Instinctively, Rachel turned off her phone screen and glared at her friend angrily. “Don’t you make any sound when you walk?”

Mary noticed Rachel’s slightly swollen lips and a meaningful smile flickered across Mary’s face. “You’re the one who’s distracted.”

her fingers across her lips. “Since you’re here, help me think of something. David’s birthday is in a

on one hand, Rachel looked slightly troubled. She held a glass straw between her fingers, stirring the ice in the crystal glass as she sighed softly. “It feels like he has

he definitely doesn’t

these years and is known for not getting close to women. All

Rachel fell silent.

A woman’s love?

to help her

that she wasn’t happy, Mary moved closer to her.

Rachel looked at her in

wiggled her eyebrows, hinting, “You

realized what Mary was referring to. Rachel’s

slapped her hand onto the table. “So you should

Rachel didn’t answer her.

the broken ice in the crystal glass roughly. After hesitating for a while, she

some unspeakable hidden illness like what

thought of an indescribable scene, her wrist feeling slightly sore. She rolled