Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 85

Rachel took a deep breath and calmed herself down. “Thank you for telling me this, Mrs. Brown.”

Hearing her words, Mrs. Brown was stunned for a moment before she lowered her eyes to hide her shyness. “I was just saying it casually. I hope you don’t mind me nagging, Miss Grey.”

In fact, Mrs. Brown naturally had a plan in mind. She could tell that David cared about Rachel and also sensed Rachel’s hesitant attitude toward him. Since that was the case, she was willing to take this opportunity to matchmake the two,

Hence, she really could not accept Miss Grey’s thanks.

They walked around for a while. Mrs. Brown looked at the time and said, “Miss Grey, it’s time to take your medicine. Sir specially instructed you to do so.”

“Okay.”

After taking medicine, Rachel returned to her room to rest.

When David returned from outside, he subconsciously searched for Rachel in the living room and asked calmly, “Where’s Rae–Rae? Has she taken her medicine?”

His ordinary tone was like a husband asking about his wife.

Mrs. Brown’s eyes were filled with an ambiguous smile. “Miss Grey is still resting in her room.”

casually, “Remember to

for Mrs. Brown’s reply, he walked straight

and pushed open

instantly landed on Rachel, who was sleeping quietly

been drawn carefully by a painter. Even though she

of her shoulders and neck. A large area of her fair skin was exposed to

faint restless desire in

bed, then unbuttoned his shirt collar and slowly walked

her face. Her curly eyelash

her kept appearing

bobbed up and down, and his eyes revealed strong

but lean down to feel the

in front of her. His warm breath sprayed on her face, and his deep eyes seemed to

from the bed in a panic and

He sat on the bed. “Do you still feel

better.” Rachel raised her hand and tucked her hair behind her ear. Her

her mind. “It’s really funny that Mr. Jones was learning to cook porridge from me.” Hence,

he was cooking.