Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 87

There were no extravagant or romantic words. He only said simply, “Be my woman.”

At that moment, Rachel somehow felt a sense of sincerity and warmth.

She even wondered if anyone in this world other than David Jones was willing to tolerate and protect her.

He even told her, “Do what you want. I’ll support you in whatever you do.

“I’m willing to submit to you and be your most loyal believer.”

He never cared about her indifference and sensitivity.

He was still willing to open his arms even if she was covered in thorns and filled with hostility.

“I can’t follow your steps.”

Facing Rachel’s suggestion, David pressed on. “Then tell me what steps I should take.”

Rachel was speechless.

moment, Mrs. Brown knocked on the door from outside.

to look at David and said calmly, “I’m hungry.”

white eyes seemed to be covered in a layer

calmly, “If you don’t want to leave this room, feel free to

left speechless again by

what do you

are you asking when you already

his fingertips. His deep voice slowly sounded. “Be my

on the skin between her neck, making her tremble. Her fair cheeks were blushed with shyness. “I just feel that our progress is a little

raised his eyebrows, and a meaningful smile flashed across his eyes. “Can I take

him. A sly smile flashed

eyes as she imitated his previous tone. “Yes and no. After all, I haven’t felt

plenty of time for you to feel it.”

have three rules. You can’t kiss me whenever you want. You have to keep a proper

her words. “You can

to him and refused to kiss and hug him. She even wanted to keep a distance from him. “How dare she!” David thought.