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.

quietly on the chair, still maintaining her usual dignified and

want some sleep?” David

and gave him a blank look.

to stay awake, causing her eyes to be

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

looked away and pulled the woman into his arms.

in his neck and took a breath. “It

the strings in his body to

deep breath, and his dark eyes were filled with

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

hers that disintegrated David’s self-control and made him feel a rush

her spine. His deep and cold voice was tinged with a low

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

her hair aside with his fingertips and gently caressed her cheek with a faint smile on the corners of his mouth. His voice was low and slow, particularly seductive. Tll let you smell me

seat, Billy and Chris exchanged

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

Rachel, a drunk, was oblivious to

laughter. “It’s a deal,” said she.

Chris were

rabbit had fallen into a trap!

the way and finally arrived at Sandalwood

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

and then squatted to help Rachel put them on.

he moved, the collar of his shirt was

throat rolled, and her eyes became

shoes, David held

your room and wait for me. I’ll

he was about to turn around

Rachel grabbed his wrist. “I’m delighted

hand and patted her head. “Be good and

She held his wrist

looked down at her and then slowly raised his eyes. The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and his deep eyes were filled with a

back of the woman’s head with his palms and

woke up feeling nothing but soreness