Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 88

Rachel smiled and shook her head. “I’ll adjust my schedule.”

Moreover, she felt it was inappropriate for her to live here.

David’s gaze darkened. “I’ll send you to the office tomorrow morning.”

In other words, she was not allowed to leave tonight.

Mrs. Brown, who had been silent at the side, spoke up as if it was the truth. “Miss Grey, before the doctor left, he specially instructed you to rest well. Mr. Jones is right. You should stay tonight for your health.”

Rachel hesitated for a long time. Ultimately, she could not stand the two’s eager and hopeful gazes and nodded silently.

David’s lips curled into a faint smile as he continued eating.

After lunch, he held Rachel’s hand and walked around the garden. Finally, they stopped at the pavilion to rest.

David looked at Rachel, who was sitting opposite him and frowned imperceptibly. “Are you afraid of me?”

Rachel shook her head slightly. “I think we still need to maintain a certain distance.”

relationship,” David said as he stood up and walked straight toward Rachel. Without explanation, he carried her in his arms and placed her on his lap.

instantly

happened to meet David’s deep eyes. Her heart skipped

struggled frantically. “David…”

received a good upbringing since she was young, so

her morality and would care about the views

broad daylight, they were sitting so

and held her slim waist tightly with the other. He pinched the soft flesh on her waist

him angrily. “David Jones!”

always been abstinent and reserved. Why does he look like a scoundrel now?

be that my crush on him

very close. Their breaths brushed past each other. It seemed that as long as they moved

don’t answer, I’ll take

could react, David leaned over and kissed her lips

his grip around her waist.

always been calm and restrained but only lost control when facing

that beauty was like

beauty. He couldn’t even think

he remembered his grandfather’s advice, but it

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