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.

on the chair, still maintaining her usual dignified and elegant

you want some sleep?” David asked.

head and gave him a

forced herself to stay awake, causing her eyes to be covered in a layer of

an instant of restless desire in the depths of his deep

looked away and pulled the woman into his arms.

his shoulder, Rachel buried her head in his neck and

causing one of the strings in his body to tighten unexpectedly. His hands on his knees

and his dark eyes were filled with a restless desire.

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

of hers that disintegrated David’s self-control and made him feel a rush of fire surge into his lower

moved along her spine. His deep and cold voice was tinged with a low and hoarse lust, revealing the

like a kitten coquettishly nestled in his arms. “I

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

and Chris exchanged looks

say it or not? Mr. Jones’s move of taking advantage of others was really a little unbearable to watch.

was

with laughter. “It’s a

and Chris

rabbit had

all the way and

pulled off the tie around his neck and unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt. The delicate lines of his collarbone were faintly discernible.

slippers and then squatted to help Rachel put them

the collar of his shirt was even

neck. Her throat rolled, and her eyes became

she changed her shoes, David held her

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

about to turn

his wrist.

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

let it go. She held his wrist tightly, afraid he would run away in the next second.

raised his eyes. The corners of his 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,’

woman’s head with his palms and kissed

nothing but