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.

sat quietly on the chair, still maintaining her

some sleep?” David

head and gave him

the woman’s eyes were clear and blurry. She forced herself to stay awake, causing her eyes to be covered in a layer of wet mist, which made

throat tightened. There was an instant of restless desire in the depths of his deep pupils.

later, he looked away and pulled

Rachel buried her head in his neck and took a breath.

neck, causing one of the strings in his body to tighten unexpectedly. His hands on his knees curled

deep breath, and his dark eyes were filled with a

She leaned closer to his neck and took a

self-control and made him feel a rush of

slowly moved along her spine. His deep and cold voice was tinged with a low and hoarse lust, revealing the

her nose tip against his neck like a kitten coquettishly

cheek with a faint smile on the corners of his mouth. His voice was low and slow, particularly

front seat, Billy and Chris

Mr. Jones’s move of taking advantage

was oblivious to the

“It’s a deal,” said she.

and Chris

had fallen

rapidly all the way and finally

around his neck and unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt. The delicate lines of his collarbone were faintly

and then squatted to help Rachel

his shirt was even more open, revealing his

her eyes became even hotter.

held her hand and walked

for me. I’ll make you a bowl of

was about to turn around and

his wrist.

said David with a reluctant smile. He raised his hand and patted her head.

too stubborn to let it go. She held his wrist

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 it,’ said

he held the back of the woman’s head with his

but soreness the after morning.