Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 91

Perhaps the heavens had sensed David’s eagerness for rain, the rain gradually became heavier, and there were faint signs of a storm.

David ran into the car in the rain and successfully drenched himself. He also asked the driver to turn on the air conditioner in the car. As expected, David sensed that his body temperature was a little abnormal in the middle of the night.

David took out a thermometer and measured it. It was 101.3°F.

David got up and threw all the fever medicine and cold medicine the servants had prepared into the toilet bowl to flush them away. Then, David returned to the bed and revealed a satisfied smile.

The next morning, the sun was shining brightly.

After last night’s heavy rain, the air was faintly filled with the smell of grass and earth.

Rachel changed her clothes and was about to go downstairs. When Rachel opened the door, she happened to meet Mrs. Brown who passed by the door.

Brown greeted Rachel with a smile when she saw Rachel. Sensing that Rachel’s gaze was on the decoction in her hand, Mrs. Brown hurriedly explained, “Mr. Jones was fine yesterday. However, he suddenly had a fever this morning. I think it was probably

worried. “Have you informed the

sigh. “But Mr. Jones

and fiddled with the hair by her ear to hide the

secretly sized up Rachel, and a fleeting smile appeared in her eyes. “Thank

her lips and took the tray with both

turned around and walked toward David’s bedroom

knocked on the door and heard David’s low and hoarse voice. “Come in!”

realized that David was not resting on the bed. Instead,

of a black shirt, today, David was wearing dark blue pajamas. The outline of his

pajamas clung to David’s body, vaguely

rolled up, revealing firm arms. The blue blood vessels protruded, looking

things down.” David’s indifferent voice sounded in the quiet bedroom, revealing an indifference that kept

eyes and his pitch–black gaze pierced straight through with