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 usual dignified and elegant

want some sleep?” David asked.

and gave him

She forced herself to stay awake, causing her eyes to be covered in a layer of wet mist, which

tightened. There was an instant of restless desire in the depths

seconds later, he looked away and pulled the

her head in his

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

his dark eyes were filled

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

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

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 you

kitten coquettishly nestled in his arms. “I like it,” she

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

and Chris exchanged looks with

they say it or not? Mr. Jones’s move of taking advantage of

a drunk, was

sparkled with laughter. “It’s a deal,” said she.

Chris were speechless.

had

way

shirt. The delicate lines of his collarbone were

the slippers and then squatted to help Rachel

the collar of his shirt was even more

Her throat rolled, and her eyes became even hotter. No one knew what was in

held

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

he was about to turn around and leave.

wrist. “I’m delighted

said David with a reluctant smile. He raised his hand

it go. She held his wrist tightly, afraid he

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and his deep eyes were filled with

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

feeling nothing but soreness