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

want some sleep?” David

and gave

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

was an instant of restless desire in the depths of his

seconds later, he looked away and pulled the woman into his arms.

shoulder, Rachel buried her head in his neck and took a breath. “It smells good.”

strings in his

and his dark eyes were filled

hooked around his neck. She leaned closer to his neck and

disintegrated David’s self-control and made him

around her waist. His well-defined fingers slowly moved along her spine. His deep and cold voice

against his neck like a kitten coquettishly nestled in his arms. “I

cheek with a faint smile on the corners of

Billy and Chris exchanged looks

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

drunk, was oblivious

laughter. “It’s a deal,” said she.

Chris were

had

all the way and finally

buttons of his shirt. The delicate lines of his collarbone were faintly discernible. Then, he rolled up his

then squatted to help Rachel put

was

at his neck. Her throat rolled, and her eyes became

she changed her shoes, David held

and wait for me. I’ll make

about to

wrist. “I’m delighted

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

too stubborn to let it go. She held his wrist tightly, afraid

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

he held the back of the woman’s head with

up feeling nothing but soreness the after