Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 182

The next morning, Rachel went to office as usual.

In the conference room, she rested her forehead in one hand and quietly listened to the department head’s report on stage.

Under Rachel’s gaze, the supervisor was on tenterhooks. His back was unknowingly drenched in cold sweat, afraid that he might say something

wrong.

At this moment, Rachel’s phone suddenly rang.

She quickly picked it up and took a look. It was David.

She pursed her lips and suppressed the smile on her face. She stood up and said, “Let’s stop here for today. We’ll continue tomorrow.”

The supervisors secretly heaved a sigh of relief and watched Rachel leave.

Back in her office, Rachel picked up the video call.

stunning face appeared clearly on her

last night?” David’s dark eyes stared at Rachel’s

she could not admit that she had lost sleep the

she found a random excuse. “I drank a little last night and

the wine?”

said thoughtfully, “It depends on who I

her with a meaningful smile in his eyes.

David’s bloodshot eyes and could not help but feel her heart

up the wine glass on the table.

slightly. “Will you

raised his eyebrows, a soft light glowing in his

affectionately, as if he was going to jump out of

that Rachel was staring at his face in a daze. He felt a

the effect he had been

but blush as she stared at

was afraid you might go back on your word,” she

the hidden meaning in her words. “You’re not married yet. How could I

few times. She looked at him somewhat resentfully. “It’s so unlucky to mention that word for no reason.”