His Real Wedded Bride

Chapter 1295 Plan B

At full speed, Bernard rushed to the door of Rachel's house. He turned the knob but it was locked. As

he stood by the door, he noticed that the lights were off inside.

Sensing that there was something wrong, he decided to break into the house. Inside, it was pitch black.

He felt for the light switch and pressed it on, but the lights did not work.

With the flashlight of his phone, he saw the living room was a mess. As he slowly moved towards the

center, he stepped on the shards of glass. He looked down. The shards came from the fluorescent

lamps of the living room. 'So, that is why there are no lights.

But, where is Rachel?' Never in his life had he felt so worried. He quickly scanned the room. He wanted

to find her as soon as possible. He was afraid to lose Rachel. He could not imagine his life without her.

Meanwhile, Rachel was hiding behind the heavy curtains of the guest bedroom. She was so nervous

that her palms were wet and her breathing was quick. And because she was so afraid that her

breathing could be heard, she slightly opened her mouth and breathed through it. Suddenly, she heard

footsteps. This time, she could hear her own heartbeats racing. She feared Death who was slowly

approaching her.

Earlier that night, she was waiting for Bernard's news in her room. She was so tensed that it

heightened her senses of her surroundings. Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

As soon as she heard sounds coming, she listened very carefully if those were from Bernard. She

knew so well how Bernard's footsteps sounded. Every time he came to see her, he was excited and

nervous. So his footsteps sounded like one was heavy, the other was light.

However, the footsteps she heard were so light that no one could hear them unless one was

concentrating on the surrounding sounds. If she had not been so focused that night, she would not

have heard them.

She immediately took off her shoes, slowly walked to the guest bedroom and hid behind the heavy

curtains. Though she knew it was unsafe to stay inside, she didn't risk trying to escape. Her chances of

staying alive was higher if she stayed put. Her other chance of survival was sending a text message to

the police and hoping that they would arrive on time. Then, she put her phone in silent mode.

In just a few minutes, Rachel heard the main door open. The footsteps continued walking and went

straight to the master's bedroom.

Hired by Holley, the killer had monitored Rachel's activities for quite some time. And, he had followed

Rachel for a whole day. So, he found it unexpectedly not to find Rachel inside the house.

But, he was so sure that Rachel was there. He never saw her leave.

The killer thought that Rachel must had noticed the his presence and hid somewhere in advance. But,

it didn't really matter to him. He would play her game of hide and seek. Anyway, he was pretty confident

he would find her easily in a small house.

The killer knew just how to do an "emotional warfare." The more moves he made around the house, the

more panic Rachel would feel, thus the higher chance it would be for that woman to reveal her hideout.

Just thinking that there was a "cat" shivering somewhere made him feel alive and excited.

So, the killer went to the living room and began to smash the decors and furniture. The crime would

look like a case of burglary.

But to his surprise, everything remained still. The cat-and-mouse game became more interesting.

'Hide well. I'm coming. I will surely find you in the end, ' the killer thought.

And the killer walked towards the other bedroom. By now, Rachel was in total panic. The footsteps,

faint but steady, were getting nearer and nearer. Her breathing seemed to get louder. And because she

was so afraid to be heard, she held her breath to keep silent.

Suddenly, she heard the main door open again. This time, she didn't study the footsteps anymore. She

knew it was a big chance that the newcomer was the killer's partner. She just focused her remaining

energy in staying alive by absolutely remaining still.

At the same time, the killer was also aware of the new presence. To avoid exposure, he hid himself. He

would wait for the right time to make his move.

Seeing the chaos, Bernard called Rachel's phone but she didn't pick up. After the second attempt, he

stopped trying to reach her. Instead, he focused on his surroundings. This time, he saw the footprints.

He knew right away they didn't belong to Rachel.

His instincts also told him that both Rachel and the footprints' owner were inside the house.

Therefore, Bernard began to search every room carefully and quietly. When he entered the guest

bedroom, he saw the curtain on the left side fluttered a bit, but there was no wind at the moment.

'So who is behind the curtain? Rachel? Or the killer?'

Bernard approached slowly. Then, he drew the curtains aside.

Panic-stricken, Rachel was unable to move when the curtains opened. The only thing she did was shut

her eyes. When nothing happened, she slowly opened them. She saw Bernard looking at her. He

hugged her. They both sighed in relief.

Then, Rachel motioned to Bernard that there was still someone in the house.

Holding Rachel's hands tightly, Bernard led the way out of the house.

The killer, hiding in a dark corner, realized it was Rachel's rescuer who arrived. He missed his best

opportunity. So, he could only watch them escape.

Prepared, Bernard fled the house with Rachel and drove directly to the airport.

Thinking of possible situations which might happen made Bernard prepare a plan b. If something wrong

really happened, Rachel and he could fly to Australia.

And what happened that night made Bernard act on plan b. It was definitely Australia.

The moment the plane took off was the only time Bernard started to relax. However, it was short-lived

when he saw Rachel's far-off expression. He definitely didn't know what to do.

Rachel recalled everything happening to her. Playing in her mind were all the countless regretful things.

Now, she was on her way to a new land. She felt confused and found her future bleak and gray.

The only person she could rely on was Bernard. For that, she pitied herself!

'Whatever the future has in store for me, one thing is sure. I won't give up! I promise I will return. I will

get back what really belongs to me!'

The plane slowly flew to the clouds, and the loud roar of the engines remained behind. Just like

Rachel's regrets which were left behind.

The next day, Holley received the news that Rachel had fled. After sending someone to check the news

out, she learned that Rachel and Bernard had gone to Australia.

Although Holley failed to kill Rachel, she was still satisfied with the result. There wouldn't be any trouble

for her anymore.

Even if they came back one day, she was sure that she would have already established her power in

Tarsan Corporation by then. There was no way for Rachel to overpower her anymore.

She could already imagine her becoming so powerful in the company. No one would ever try to cross

or rebut her. That feeling absolutely fascinated Holley. She felt so light and wonderful after a long time.

She could finally walk in the company with her head held high, without worrying that someone would

criticize her the next second.

However, she realized she celebrated too early. When she went over the company's latest updated

equity statement, she found a surprising fact—Rachel sold all her shares to Rex Hu, Black's father,

before she left.

Mentally computing the thirty-five percent shares of Rex Hu from Rachel and Black's twenty-five

percent shares, they had sixty percent shares together. As a result, Hu's shares were twenty percent

more than her forty percent shares.