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

want some sleep?” David asked.

gave him

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

throat tightened. There was an instant of restless desire

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

his shoulder, Rachel buried her head in his

strings in his body to tighten unexpectedly. His hands on

took a deep breath, and his dark eyes were

to his neck and took

just a simple action of hers that disintegrated David’s self-control and made

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

kitten coquettishly

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

the front seat, Billy and Chris exchanged looks

or not? Mr. Jones’s move of taking advantage of others was really

was oblivious to the

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

and Chris

white rabbit had

car drove rapidly all the way and finally arrived at Sandalwood Hills.

two buttons of his shirt. The delicate lines of his

the slippers and then

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

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

shoes, David held her hand

and wait for me. I’ll make

to turn around and leave.

his wrist. “I’m

a reluctant smile. He raised his hand and patted her head. “Be

She held his

his deep

he held the back of the woman’s

nothing but soreness