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.

still maintaining her usual

you want some sleep?”

and gave him

clear and blurry. She forced herself to stay awake, causing her

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

seconds later, he looked away and pulled

head in his neck and took a breath. “It

strings in his

deep breath, and his dark eyes

around his neck. She leaned closer to his neck and took a deep breath.

and made him feel a rush of fire surge into his lower abdomen.

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

against his neck like a kitten coquettishly nestled

cheek with a faint smile on the corners of his mouth. His voice was

Chris

Jones’s move of taking advantage of others was really a little unbearable to

drunk, was oblivious to the danger.

sparkled with laughter. “It’s

Chris were

rabbit had fallen into a

rapidly all the way and finally

the tie around his neck and unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt. The delicate lines of his collarbone were faintly discernible. Then, he rolled

then squatted to help Rachel put them

shirt was even more open, revealing his firm chest muscles.

rolled, and her eyes became even hotter.

held her hand

room and wait for me. I’ll make you a bowl of

was about to turn

his wrist. “I’m delighted

raised his hand and patted her head. “Be good and

held his wrist tightly, afraid

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,’

second, he held the back of the woman’s

woke up feeling nothing but soreness the