Chapter: 571

After reading through all the messages that Roger had sent her,

Rachel decided to text him back.

Although she hadn't spent much time with Roger ever since she was in this body, she somehow felt that he truly cared about her.

And she had an idea why. Roger probably loved her. But to be precise, he loved the real Rachel. Sadly, the person he loved was no Longer here.

She thought that if Rachel had married Roger in the first place and not Victor, perhaps all these messy things wouldn't have happened.

She then stared at Roger's profile picture, and soon, her eyes dimmed.

Unfortunately, those were all just flights of fancy. She couldn't just tell him that she wasn't the real Rachel.

It might be a good thing that she missed all the messages he had been sending her in the past few days. Perhaps after seeing that she didn't seem to care about him, he would slowly give up on his feelings for the old Rachel.

Without waiting for his response, Rachel stood up from the bathtub and was about to reach for her bathrobe.

But as soon as she grabbed it, she accidentally slipped.

Her eyes widened with shocked, and she quickly held onto the wash basin. At the same time, her bathrobe fell and got wet.

She couldn't wear it anymore, considering that it was sopping wet now.

Rachel glanced at the bathrobe on the floor with a frown. Then, she walked to the door and called for the maid.

After a while, someone appeared on the other side of the frosted glass door of the bathroom.

“My bathrobe got wet. Could you go and get me a new one?" Rachel asked, thinking that she was speaking to the maid.

Upon hearing her request, the person turned around and left. Just as

Rachel started to feel cold, she heard a knock coming from the bathroom door.

She opened the door slightly, and the "maid" brought the new bathrobe in.

"Thank you," said Rachel.

After taking the bathrobe, she closed the bathroom door again and quickly changed into the bathrobe. Noticing that the "maid" was still outside, she frowned and thought that something was off.

However, Rachel didn't pay it too much mind and just opened the door.

It was then that Rachel saw the person standing outside the shower.

It wasn't the maid, it was Victor!

"What are you doing.

Before she could even finish her sentence, Victor grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.