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.

Grey.” Mrs. 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 because he was drenched in the rain last night. I don’t know where the fever medicine at home went, so I

but be worried. “Have

Mrs. Brown could not help.but sigh. “But

hair by

a moment. She secretly sized up Rachel, and a fleeting smile

took the tray

turned around and walked toward David’s bedroom with the decoction.

the door and heard David’s

open the door and realized that David was not resting on

today, David was wearing dark blue pajamas. The outline of his collarbone

to David’s body, vaguely outlining his strong and sexy

The blue blood vessels protruded, looking

sounded in the quiet bedroom, revealing an indifference that kept people a thousand

didn’t move, David raised his eyes and his pitch–black gaze pierced straight through