Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Betrayal At The Altar

Chapter 577

David Jones frowned slightly. “It could also be a man.”

Rachel narrowed her eyes slightly. “If it’s really a man, why did she say that in front of me just now? Why did Grandma interrupt her at the critical moment?”

Old Mrs. Jones was angry just now for two reasons.

Firstly, Marina did not follow the rules.

Secondly, she saw through her trick of sowing discord.

David looked up at her. After peeling the last shrimp in his hand, he took a tissue and slowly wiped his well-defined fingers. “So?”

“Am I a mistress of yours?” Rachel asked.

Regardless of whether Marina’s words were meant to sow discord or to deliberately mystify things, it had to be said that she had indeed piqued her curiosity.

There was no woman in this world who didn’t care if her man was getting too close to other women.

If she really didn’t care, it must be because she didn’t love him.

“No!” David looked at her and felt that his answer a second ago was not serious enough. He continued seriously. “Other than you, I haven’t been with any other woman.”

Upon hearing his answer, Rachel said calmly without any hesitation, “That’s good.”

It wasn’t that she couldn’t accept that David had been with other women before.

It was because she couldn’t accept that after David got together with her, he still maintained an ambiguous relationship with other women.

She could not accept the existence of a mistress.

She did not care about David’s past. After all, she was the one who was and would be with him.

David looked at Rachel’s cheeks that were filled with shrimp and could not help but reach out to pinch. her face.

stared at him angrily with her sparkling

said, “Why can’t you be a

not my fault.

of them planned to leave after saying goodbye to Old

Mrs. Jones held Rachel’s hand and chatted with her for a

words bother you, Rae-Rae,” Old Mrs. Jones said. “I can

me tell you something. Back then, I suspected that David had some unspeakable mysterious illness. I even sent someone to tie him up and send him to the hospital

Rachel was speechless.

not treating me as an outsider, Grandma,” she thought. “Why are you telling me

no one can bully you,” Old Mrs. Jones said. She took a wooden box carved with a phoenix from Rosie’s hand and handed it

looked at the box

the box, she was quite sure that the item inside was priceless, judging from the box carved with a

Mrs. Jones’s things, so she returned it to her. “Grandma, I can’t take

it?” Old Mrs. Jones said as

looked at David

it to you, just take it. Anyway, she has got a lot of good

pursed her lips. “Thank you,

it. From

Rachel was stunned.

some reason, she felt like she had

eight o’clock in the evening. After Old Mrs. Jones took her medicine, Rachel and David stood

them leave, Old Mrs. Jones could not help but sigh softly.

Don’t worry about them.” Rosie carefully tucked Old Mrs. Jones in. “You know Mr. David well. No matter what kind of commotion there will be, it

a worried expression on

“but they said that Old Mr. Johnson has been feeling unwell

meaningful smile flashed across her

Rosie smiled tacitly.

he saw Rachel sitting cross-legged at the end of the bed. She opened the box, took out the

her chin on her hand and looked at the necklace, bracelet,

a little old.” David dried his hair as he walked straight to Rachel, his legs

passed by the sofa, he put down the towel in his hand and sat beside

him. “Well, tell