Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Chapter 820

“What were you thinking?” asked David, his deep voice echoing into Rachel’s ears through the vibrations in his cliest.

It was like a rhythmic drumbeat landed in her ears, and her heart could not help but ripple.

She raised her head slowly and met his eyes. “I was thinking you’re someone I’d fall in love with even if I met you ten thousand times.”

Some words were brewing in her mind, but she did not know how to speak. But the moment she said it, she realized it wasn’t that hard.

Upon hearing her words, David’s heart felt like it was being squeezed by something Subsequently, his heart started beating uncontrollably, and the blood all over his body seemed to boil at once.

His arms tightened around Rachel’s waist, and he wanted to squeeze her into his body.

Rachel struggled a little, worried that he might pull his wound. “How’s your wound?” she asked.

David’s fingertips gently rubbed the corners of her eyes. His black eyes became deeper and deeper, and uncontrollable emotions surged in the depths of his pupils..

He leaned down slightly and planted a soft kiss on her lips. “Tll show you tonight”

Rachel looked puzzled.

She didn’t know if she thought wrong but felt it wouldn’t be as simple as only seeing his wound at night.

The two embraced together. The doting and indulgent look in the man’s eyes was hard to ignore.

Watching them silently from afar. Aileen was dun ounded and looked like she had seen a ghost.

She still remembered the first time she saw David at a banquet.

Wearing a well-tailored black suit, David stepped down a winding staircase slowly and casually.

The bright light shone on his well-defined face, making his exquisite facial features look more profound and three-dimensional.

aura that seemed to overflow from the depths of

saying anything, his strong presence was enough to

love and indulgence. Except for his handsome face,

was cold, heartless, and mighty, like an immortal without emotions and desires. He

such a man would never stop for a woman, let alone fall in

what made the world wonderful was that it was full

see the Flower of the High Ridge being pulled down from the

suddenly. He caught up with her and wanted to find out what was going on with her. However, he happened to see her

back to her senses. She turned her head and coincidentally met Vulture’s handsome face. She was startled, and her face blushed unnaturally. “Who said I like this type?”

type of man do you like?”

However, she snapped back to her senses a second before her answer blurted out of her mouth. “None of your business!” she said with

speechless by her

say something

arms. She followed his gaze and saw Aileen waving at her from a distance.

generously, “Aileen Dickinson, Miss Dickinson from Skysgate

raised his eyebrows slightly. He already had some guesses in his mind. He leaned over and

car. A member of the Red Flame

Rachel noted

gentleness and love in the man’s eyes in the previous second had disappeared All that was left was an indifferent and cold expression, just like the

out that the man had not

he was only stingy and did not

adjusted her emotions. “Hello, Mr. Jones,

slightly Miss Dickinson, are

and said. “My tather is

elder sister?” David

father is

him

“Okay”

made Aileen feel even more pressured

deserved to be the youngest head of the Jones family, indeed. The terrifying aura on