Chapter 70

• “Hum?” Victor Bernard was astonished once again to stare at Rachel standing by the road.
• Under the dim street lights, Rachel stood still; her shadow was really lonely to look miserable. He almost believed this was a weather-beaten old woman standing there; she, from head to foot, appeared to be so aging with what she encountered for these years.
• Thus, Victor turned to be more curious about her…what was she like? Why did she seem to be so weak and dying at such a young age?