Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 30

The temperature of David’s palm seemed to burn Rachel. She instinctively tried to break free. However, the man in front of her tightened his grip.

“Once bitten, twice shy,” David said. “The thing that a life event teaches us is a lesson for us to learn instead of making us timid.” David noticed that Rachel’s rigid body gradually relaxed. He then tentatively lifted his hand to hold Rachel’s chin, preventing her from evading his gaze. “You can reject me with prickly thorns all over your body, but I won’t give up embracing you because of that,” he said.

The room fell silent in an instant, and the torrential rain outside became particularly clear.

The pattering raindrops beat against the tiles with a chaotic rhythm, completely disturbing Rachel’s heart.

Her eyelashes trembled lightly. Eventually, she slowly closed her eyes and whispered in resignation, “David, I don’t have the courage to gamble on an all–consuming love again.”

Her gentle voice was mixed with an uncontrollable tremble as if one could feel her shattered heart.

During the three years that Rachel was in love with Louis, she resolutely chose the latter despite her family’s opposition.

She regarded Louis as her only choice for the future. She imposed Louis’s ideals and aspirations on herself. She loved Louis without hesitation or expectation of reciprocation. But in the end, what happened?

His betrayal came unexpectedly, like a knife thrust into her heart without warning.

She could grit her teeth and bear all the pain without uttering a word to anyone. She could also pretend to have a relieved attitude toward her future life. However, she was the only one who knew that the gruesome and terrifying wound still pierced through her heart to this day.

just acquaintances. Even though he had been honest about his thoughts, how could she dare to

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could not bring herself to do

to be loved.” David said. His deep and cold voice softened, like the morning sun dispersing the mist in the mountains. And like the

His cool fingertips traced lightly over the damp corner of Rachel’s eyes as if he was touching her heart

man in front of her Her heart was beating like a

gentle smile. His deep eyes seemed to be filled with infinite tenderness. Merely catching a glimpse of his eyes made

a daze, mouth agape but unable to utter a word Her throat was dry and hoarse, feeling like

David, she had expected him to become angry. She

fact remained that she had underestimated this man’s determination

into the trap he had set. She

completely powerless to resist this kind of

and asked, “Mr. Jones, are you always that upfront when it comes to

his fingertips gently slid from Rachel’s chin to her temples, lightly tucking away the stray hair by her ear. His seductive

turn red. She cleared her throat and replied softly, “I am the one who doesn’t know how to appreciate

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the only one who doesn’t appreciate me, yet you are the one who captures my heart the most.”

rippled with