Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

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“Yes!” Louis Smith answered firmly. His voice showed no hint of hesitation as if her question was silly.

Rachel’s heart skipped a beat. Her heart throbbed in pain as if someone had stabbed her heart with a

knife.

Louis left her and bolted out the door after dropping an insincere apology.

Rachel stared at Louis‘ leaving figure. She felt as if all air was sucked out of her. She couldn’t breathe,

and her heart was convulsing in pain.

She felt the chill seeping through her body, freezing her limbs.

The Smith family had financial difficulties when Louis took over the family business. Their cash flow

problem pushed them to the brink of bankruptcy.

He told her then that he couldn’t provide her with a stable life and future when the company was facing

a financial crisis and would marry her when the company was back on track. She believed him and still

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remembered the promise he had made her after many years. With her identity, she helped him conquer

the business world and became his advisor, making his name in the business world from a nobody just

so that he could make her Mrs. Smith. She was hoping that her family would accept him once he had

succeeded.

She had never thought that the three years she’d spent with him was just a business transaction in his

eyes.

She was the only party in the relationship that had seen him as her true love. But for him, the

relationship was just a trade.

All her efforts and sacrifice for him were just a joke compared to what he had with Olivia Cruise.

Biting her lips, Rachel pushed back the tears in her eyes with all her might. Still, they flowed freely

down her face.

The excruciating pain from her heart spread to every cell of her body. She couldn’t help. shuddering as

the convulsing pain from her heart took over her organs and body. Standing by the side, Jane couldn’t

help letting out a satisfied grin when she saw Rachel’s miserable state. “Rachel Grey, my brother would

never marry a village girl like you had you not been bugging him for so many years. Get out of my

family if you know your place.” Rachel’s heart sank after hearing those brazen words of Jane. “Did you

forget that the success of your family is because of me?”

“Stop spitting nonsense!” Jane scolded Rachel as she pointed her finger directly at her, “Who do you

think you are? Do you think you’re some big shot? My family can still turn our fate around, with or

without you.”

Rachel’s heart continued to throb in pain. Was that what she was to the Smith family? “That’s enough!

That would be all for today.” Mrs. Smith stood up impatiently and walked toward Rachel. She looked at

Rachel in disdain as if she was dirty and lowly. “Look at you, Rachel. You can embarrass yourself, but

please stop embarrassing the Smith family.”

After that, Mrs. Smith greeted the guests with a broad grin.

Rachel stood unmovingly as her eyes swept through the hall at the guests leaving the wedding she had

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been waiting for such a long time. How did it turn out to be a joke?

Was this what she got in return after everything she had sacrificed?

Was it because she had fallen for a man that never loved her back?

Rachel slowly closed her eyes as tears flowed from the corner of her eyes. She felt helpless and weak.

Thirty minutes later, Rachel wandered aimlessly on the quiet street like a homeless soul. The rain

started to drizzle soon after, and it slowly got heavier before it poured. Rachel looked around for a

shelter and noticed a bus stop nearby. She could only run toward the bus stop bare–footed.

Stones with sharp corners cut through her feet when she stepped on them. Rachel frowned. She gritted

her teeth as she endured the pain and limped toward the bus stop.

Honk!

A sharp honking sound caught her attention when it rang through the street.

Her eyes widened in shock as she saw the car driving straight toward her. She felt her pupils tremble

as the car neared.

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