Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 352

Jane rolled her eyes and snapped, “Bathroom!”

Her departure did not interrupt the auction on the stage.

David sized up Rachel’s pretty face and leaned over to whisper in her ear, “Do you

like to hear people call you that?”

Rachel was stunned for a moment. She looked at David and seemed to understand the meaning behind the man’s smile. “It’s just a form of address.” Rachel did not feel much about being called Mrs. Jones.

“Besides, didn’t you ask Jimmy to call me that? What does this have to do with whether I like it or not?” Rachel fiddled with the number plate in her hand and said casually, “Who knows if this is a trick that you men have discussed? What if many other women are also called Mrs. Jones?”

David chuckled and lifted her chin with his well–defined fingers. “You’re the only one.”

His attitude was pious and sincere as if he was stating the truth or making a promise.

Rachel’s eyelashes fluttered slightly as she lowered her eyes and averted David’s gaze.

were very childish, and there was an inexplicable sense of jealousy.

was just wondering why

only they had met

Eleanor had been silently observing every move between Rachel and

was not simple, and it was not a matter of a day or two.

move on and accept a new relationship

David, it might not be

She felt that she needed to have a heart–to–heart talk with

the auction ended, it was time for the relaxing cocktail party.

a beautiful and

guests

harmonious atmosphere highlighted the extravagance of

wine, she hid in a corner to sober

right? I wonder if

the man in front of her and frowned slightly. Disgust surfaced in the depths of her eyes.

tie. His every move carried a greasy feeling. “My name is Bryan Zane. I’m

imperceptible sneer

long heard of Bryan. All these years, he had caused a lot of trouble outside