Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Chapter 822

Rachel staggered to her feet, but her legs were numb after sitting cross-legged for so long. She opened her arms to David and said with a cold voice mixed with softness, “My legs are numb. Please carry me.”

Rachel’s eyes were pure and hazy with a layer of moisture. They carried an unclear innocence and were exceptionally seductive.

David’s Adam’s apple bobbed, and his eyes darkened.

He walked closer and saw the assortment of bottles scattered around Rachel’s feet.

The bottles of Beer, liquor, and foreign wine.

No wonder they all drank so much that it was as if their souls were out of their bodies.

Fortunately, Rachel looked fine.

In his impression, Rachel had never been drunk.

David picked her up horizontally. Rachel leaned on his shoulder and wrapped her arms around his neck. “David, I’m delighted today,” said she.

“Why are you delighted?” David looked down at her.

Rachel did not say anything.

A subtle dark glint flashed across David’s eyes when he saw Rachel was so quiet and behaved. “Rae-Rae, are you drunk?” he asked.

“No,” Rachel answered his question.

After a brief silence, she looked at David and said again, I’m delighted today.”

She had repeated it twice. Now, David was sure that she was drunk.

David did not say anything else to her. After carrying her horizontally, he turned and walked straight to the door.

Standing at the door, Eddie glanced at the people sprawled on the floor and asked, ‘Mr. Jones, what should we do with these. people?”

“Do as you see fit,” David said coldly before leaving with Rachel in his arms.

After getting into the car, Rachel instinctively crawled out of David’s arms.

the chair, still maintaining her usual dignified

you want some

head and gave

causing her eyes to be covered in a layer of wet mist, which made

instant of restless desire in the depths of

later, he looked away and pulled the woman

buried her head in his

of the strings in his body to tighten unexpectedly. His hands on

deep breath, and his dark

his neck and took a deep breath. “It smells so good,” she said.

just a simple action of hers that disintegrated David’s self-control and made him feel a rush of fire surge into his lower

Rachel and hooked his arms around her waist. His well-defined fingers slowly moved along her spine. His deep and cold voice was tinged with a low and hoarse lust, revealing the texture of gravel. “Do

rubbed her nose tip against his neck like a kitten coquettishly nestled in his arms. “I like it,”

waist and pulled her into his arms. He pushed her hair aside with his fingertips and gently caressed her cheek with

and Chris exchanged looks

not? Mr. Jones’s move of taking advantage of others was really a little unbearable to watch.

was oblivious to the

with laughter. “It’s a deal,” said

and Chris

little white rabbit had fallen into a

way and finally arrived at Sandalwood

tie around his neck and unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt. The

to get the slippers and then squatted to help Rachel put them

shirt was even

his neck. Her throat rolled, and her eyes became even hotter. No

she changed her shoes, David held her hand

your room and wait for me. I’ll make you a bowl of hangover soup,” said David.

was about to turn around and

wrist. “I’m delighted today.”

smile. He raised his hand and patted her head. “Be good and wait for me.”

stubborn to let it go. She held his wrist tightly, afraid he would run away in the next second.

her and then slowly raised his eyes. The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and his deep eyes were filled with a smile. “If you don’t want to drink it, don’t drink

the woman’s head with his palms and kissed her fiercely.

woke up feeling nothing but soreness