Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Rachel’s mind blanked out. Her legs were weak like jelly, and she couldn’t move at all

The car sped by and passed her by at lightning speed

Momentum from the car caused her to lose balance, she swung around and fell to the

ground

She thought the car would ignore her and continued to speed away as if she wasn’t there. There was nothing and no one around here after all, and they wouldn’t get caught even if they did hit and run.

Little did she expect, the car stopped and reversed until it stopped right before her.

She watched the car door open from her sprawled position, and a man with slim legs in black bespoke leather shoes stepped out from the car. He got out of the car and walked toward her. After reaching her, he extended the umbrella in his hand and sheltered her from the pouring rain.

“Are you okay?” David Jones asked. His voice was deep and clear to her ears.

Rachel raised her eyes and looked at him. The man standing before her had a chiseled jawline and well–defined facial features, especially the deep, dark eyes that could stare into her soul, and she found that to be extremely attractive.

familiar. Had she seen them

couldn’t remember where she’d

voice was a little

pulled herself together as she tried to get back on her feet. The wound and scratches on her legs had weakened her, and she fell back to

her by the waist and pull her

enveloped by his warmth and the

his chest. She could feel the strong, muscular

away but failed terribly. He swooped down on her and picked

help frowning, and displeasure filled her eyes as she cried, “What are you doing? Put

they had only held hands.

right now.” David gazed down at her, his

having. The cool aura of him enveloping her was suffocating her, sending tension through every cell in her body.

around.” His deep, hoarse voice fell into her ears like an order,

of cold wind from the air–conditioner hit her when he put her into the passenger seat,

glanced at Rachel, who appeared weak in his eyes. He took off the jacket he was wearing and

was leftover warmth from his body. Her heart beat a little faster when she felt his leftover

her blushing cheeks. A fleeting smile flashed through his eyes when he said, “I should be the one to thank

Rachel gazed at him in

up to you.” He frankly spoke with his deep

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