Betrayal At The Altar (Rachel and David) novel Chapter 439

Betrayal At The Altar

Chapter 439 

Rachel came back to her senses and walked out of the elevator.

She walked toward the ward unhurriedly. “Darcy, do you know where my engagement came from?”

“What’s important is not where the engagement came from,” Darcy said, “but whether you want to break off the engagement.”

“Break off the engagement…” Rachel muttered thoughtfully.

Her grandfather had also suggested this to her.

However, she did not oppose this marriage in her heart. She even felt that the appearance of this marriage had become one of the reasons why she had to marry David.

As they spoke, the two of them arrived at the ward.

In the ward, Wharton Carl, a cardiology expert, was doing a checkup for Old Mr. Johnson. Then, he discussed the follow-up treatment plan with Tom.

“Currently, Old Mr. Johnson’s blood pressure has been well controlled. If there are no problems, we will arrange for operation later.”

Even though Tom was in a high position, he could not help but be a little more respectful to Wharton. “Thank you very much.”

Wharton smiled, “Mr. Johnson, you are welcome.”

As he spoke, he turned around and left. When he saw Rachel walk in, he was slightly stunned and called out respectfully, “Miss Grey.”

Rachel nodded slightly at Wharton and walked to him slowly. “Mr. Carl, is my grandfather alright?”

Wharton said, “According to our examination, Old Mr. Johnson’s blood pressure is basically under good control. However, according to the examination, Old Mr. Johnson’s blood vessels are narrow. In order to prevent more serious cerebral infarction in the future, we suggest that we perform a stent implantation operation. I’ve already told Mr. Johnson about this. He said that he has not objections, so what do you…”

He was waiting for Rachel to make a decision.

“Thank you for your hard work,” Rachel said.

“I just wanted to come to see you,” said Rachel.

Even if she did nothing but guard her grandfather like this, she would still feel at

case.

Old Mr. Johnson looked at Rachel as she lowered her head to peel the apple. He sighed helplessly. “You’re just like your mother.”

She looked obedient and sensible, but she was actually very stubborn.

She wouldn’t listen to anyone’s advice when she had made a decision.

“Don’t worry too much about your mother. Your two uncles have already mobilized everyone to investigate. I believe there will be something soon,” Old Mr. Johnson couldn’t help but cough as he said.

Rachel quickly put down the things in her hand and picked up the glass of water on the table. She helped Old Mr. Johnson up to drink some water.

Old Mr. Johnson’s gaze landed on the ring on her finger. He frowned imperceptibly and looked up at her with a dark expression “Rae-Rae…” His voice was not as gentle as before, but with a hint of seriousness.