And there would come a day when the honeymoon period would be over.
At that time, Delia Frieman would definitely be abandoned.
Rachel Barton continued to move forward.
She arrived at a clinic.
The boss saw a handprint on her face and couldn't help worrying, "Young lady, do you need me to call the police for you?"
"Thank you, but no need." Rachel continued, "Just help me apply some medicine."
The clinic owner also had daughters and continued, "Young lady, did you fight with your boyfriend? Or is there conflict between you and your parents?"
The injury on Rachel's face was severe.
Half of her face was almost swollen.
"I'm okay, boss."
Seeing that Rachel didn't want to talk much, the boss didn't continue to ask about it.
After she had her injury treated, Rachel went back to school.
Tomorrow was a day off.
Her roommates had all gone home, so there was no one in the dorm.
Rachel lay on her bed, not knowing what she was thinking about, feeling very jumbled.
