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 and

some

gave him a

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

restless desire in the depths of his deep pupils.

seconds later, he looked away and pulled the woman

head in his neck and took a

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

his dark eyes

arm hooked around his neck. She leaned closer to his neck and took a deep breath. “It smells

of hers that disintegrated David’s self-control 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.

against his neck like a kitten

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

Chris exchanged

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

a drunk, was

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

Chris were speechless.

had fallen into a trap!

rapidly all the way and finally arrived

unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt. The delicate

then squatted to help Rachel put

his shirt was even more

rolled, and her eyes became even

changed her shoes, David held her

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

was about to turn

his wrist. “I’m delighted

his hand and patted

She held his wrist tightly, afraid he would run away in

of his lips curled up slightly, and his deep eyes were filled with a smile. “If you

second, he held the back of the woman’s head with his palms and

woke up feeling nothing but soreness