The Substitute's Last Dance novel Chapter 12

Zoey had my body cremated.

After being buried for so long, she just wanted me to find peace as soon as possible.

Jackson followed the urn like a lost soul, having lost so much weight in just a few

days that he was barely recognizable.

Rachel’s guilt in hiring the hitmen was undeniable, and Jackson, as the victim's family

member, pushed for the death penalty, refusing any compensation.

But unfortunately, Rachel was pregnant.

And it was Jackson’s child.

Fate is cruel—Rachel killed my baby, and she killed me.

Yet, because she was pregnant, her sentence was reduced.

Jackson suddenly changed his approach, ignoring the judgmental stares of others

and petitioning for Rachel’s release on medical grounds.

As soon as she was out, Rachel climbed into Jackson’s Bentley, pretending to be in

pain, even though she wasn’t even showing yet.

“Jackson, I had my reasons,” Rachel said weakly, wiping her tears. “You love me so

much; I know you’ll forgive me, right?”

Jackson smiled gently, his voice soft. “Yes, of course, I love you so much.”

Rachel didn’t suspect a thing, already planning how to escape justice.

Jackson drove them to the outskirts of the city, with the car’s sound system playing

softly in the background.

Rachel kept chattering, pouting playfully. “You scared me so much that day, you have

to buy me some bags to make it up to me.”

“You really had me fooled, Jackson—I thought you still had feelings for her. I was

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