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.”

across her lips. “Since you’re here,

on one hand, Rachel looked slightly troubled. She held a glass straw between her fingers, stirring

so?” Mary Green said, “There’s something he definitely doesn’t have.” Rachel’s eyes immediately lit up.

said seriously, “I heard that Mr. Jones has been alone all these years and is known for not getting close to women. All these years, he has been chaste. He

Rachel fell silent.

A woman’s love?

Mary to help

moved closer to her. “Rae-Rae,

at

wiggled her eyebrows, hinting,

what Mary was referring

Mary slapped her hand onto the table. “So

Rachel didn’t answer her.

crystal glass roughly. After hesitating for a

it be that he really has some unspeakable hidden illness like what everyone says?” Mary

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