Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 127

If it wasn’t because of the former, what could it be?

Rachel Grey narrowed her eyes, which glinted with an obscure emotion.

She felt that Old Mr. Johnson was hiding something from her.

Could it be that he was hiding some unknown secret?

She could not feel any more irritated and vexed. Then she massaged her temples.

“Rachel Grey, shouldn’t you give me an acceptable explanation?” The man’s deep and cold voice sounded from behind.

Rachel came back to her senses and turned around.

David Jones unbuttoned his suit jacket and tugged at his tic.

However, his tie tightened, intensifying his impatience.

Seeing this, Rachel pursed her lips and said ingratiatingly, “Shall I?”

David paused. He took off his suit and threw it on the sofa. He stood quietly on the spot, waiting for Rachel.

Rachel took a deep breath and slowly stepped forward, reaching for his tie to untie it.

excellent material. It was

pulled on it too hard earlier. Rachel had

step forward, her slender fingers pulling

the woman in his arms. The faint

fluttered. Her facial features were well–defined, and she had a high nose bridge. Her chin was small but not thin, making her

adorable when she

Without realizing himself, he

of his touch, Rachel

His dark eyes flickered dangerously as he stared at her intently.

aura as he approached her.

but she hit her heel against the sofa and she

still holding

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owner of the tie also fell on top of

on one knee on the sofa, his arms on both sides of Rachel’s head. He used his masculine figure to completely envelop the woman

you’re planning to apologize with your actions?” The man’s voice sounded especially husky when he

dull drumbeat, his rhythmic voice

this on purpose. It was an accident. Can you get up…”

“No!”

rejected her request firmly. At the same time, he bent down and leaned in closer, his thin lips brushing past her cheek. “Rae–Rae, you make me feel insecure.”

a sense of security.”