Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Chapter 687

David pulled Rachel into his arms. At the same time, he lifted the curtains. The curtains were instantly given life. They swept up the glass that splattered everywhere and stabbed toward the intruders fiercely.

“It looks like I owe my fiancé another favor.” Rachel leaned into David’s arms and looked at him gently.

David’s thin lips curled up slightly. He leaned over and gently pecked her lips. “You owe me this. Remember to repay me with interest next time.”

His deep and cold tone was mixed with an ambiguous aura, making one’s imagination run wild. Being pestered by a group of intruders, Chris rolled her eyes speechlessly.

“They were still in the mood to flirt at this critical moment!” she thought indignantly.

“Be careful!” As soon as Rachel finished the sentence, a long saber reflected an icy cold light in the darkness and slashed down steadily, accurately, and ruthlessly at David.

Rachel grabbed David’s arm with both hands and used the momentum to deliver a beautiful roundhouse kick to the attacker’s neck.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, and the smile on her lips became more provocative. “Now we’re

even.”

“Do you want to have a match?” David rolled up the sleeves of his shirt slowly.

Even though the situation was critical, he still maintained an indifferent attitude. Every move he made exuded a naturally noble aura as if he was an existence above everyone else.

“Of what?” As she spoke, Rachel saw the man in black attacking from behind through the glass.

She suddenly pushed David away. Then, she tilted her head and grabbed the opponent’s wrist. It seemed to be a casual move, but she cleverly grabbed the opponent’s joint.

The smile on her face did not diminish, but there was a frightening coldness in her eyes.

There was a click.

The opponent’s arm was bent outward in a strange posture.

The person was stunned for a moment before he wailed in pain.

David raised his eyebrows, and a thought-provoking smile appeared in his

“She was performing form and will boxing again.

was a coincidence, so what

far more secrets than

eyes.

up and reached out his fingertips to push away a strand of hair hanging down from

these people would

way.

again, she revealed a trace of helplessness between her eyebrows. She exerted a

her feet.

stabbed toward her, she raised the long saber

as the blades clashed against

hilt of the saber and smashed

in black attacked, the four of them were surrounded.

comfortable vacation villa was

a faint smell of blood in the air. Rachel looked around vigilantly. When she saw that David was

against around ten people.

long saber

grabbed the long saber.

with her fingertips. Her long and narrow eyes narrowed

at each other and suddenly changed their

fighting. It was an effective tactic

she was about to approach David, she was once again entangled by the people

in her eyes, and her attacks were even more ruthless than

away, Billy was dumbfounded.

elbow strike, the immediately looked painful and lay on the ground

the pain in his waist

help but sigh inwardly. Indeed, he could not casually provoke

opponent

down, she subconsciously searched for David in

the man in black

hesitation or pity, he grabbed the man’s chin with one hand and twisted his wrist

pupils of the man in black dilated. Like a puppet that had lost its support, he lay

flickered

was the first time she had seen such a David Jones.

ruthless and bloodthirsty, like a demon that had walked out of

a daze, she noticed the man in black who was ambushing David from behind.

in her hand