Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 959

It seemed that Rachel, at the moment, had not remembered that the Heath family had asked her about the token pendant.

But still, Rachel might suddenly remember it again one day!

That way, it would be too dangerous for her.

She was now a time bomb for her.

Moreover, she must not let anyone know about this matter, so she would have to handle it herself.

What should she do? To put an end to the problem forever?

"Charlotte, you have everything now. Why do you even need the old stuff from the past? You are having such a good life now and I would feel so satisfied if you can come back and visit us sometime."

Rachel gently patted the back of Charlotte's hand.

"I'm just joking. Don't worry, Rachel, I'll definitely go back and visit you guys."

Charlotte said with a smile on her face, but her mind had long been absent. Her eyes kept turning around and she was thinking about what she should do.

"Hmm. Say hello to your mom for me. Your mom, Cecelia, has been quite supportive of us over the years. I'm very grateful to her. She's such a good person."

Rachel said.

"Well, don't worry."

Charlotte responded absentmindedly.

"Eh, wait."

At the mention of Cecelia, Rachel seemed to suddenly remember something, and she tried to recall, "Speaking of your mother, I seem to remember something..."

"Remember what?" Charlotte tensed up at once.

"Back then Cecelia came to the orphanage looking for her daughter and she told me that the lost child was wearing a silver pendant? She even showed me the pattern engraved on the pendant... Yeah, that should be the case." Rachel reached out and scratched her hair, "I forget things a lot lately.

My poor memory."

Charlotte blushed, and sure enough, Rachel had strung together all the details.

She turned back.

The night was even darker than when they first got here.

Charlotte's eyes, in the thick darkness of the night, seemed to be burning, and her expression was hideous and twisted, as if a fierce beast had devoured her.

Rachel was stunned by Charlotte's appalling look.

Her back was chilled, her scalp was numb, and her whole body was sweating. Her wrists were held by Charlotte tighter and tighter, as if she wanted to transmit all her fear to her through the palms of her hands.

She couldn't help but shiver on her legs.

"You, what's wrong with you?" Rachel shivered her lips and she could barely say a complete.

"You go to hell!" Charlotte growled low.

Suddenly she pushed hard, pushing Rachel from above the trestle bridge, into the reservoir.