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.

chair, still maintaining her usual dignified and elegant

some sleep?”

head and gave him a

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

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

later, he looked away and pulled

Rachel buried her head in his

his

deep breath, and his dark eyes

his neck. She leaned closer to his neck and took

was just a simple action of hers that disintegrated David’s self-control and made him feel a rush of fire surge into his lower abdomen.

looked down at Rachel 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. “Do you like it?” asked David.

her nose tip against his neck like a kitten coquettishly nestled in his arms. “I like it,” she said.

her hair aside with his fingertips and gently caressed her cheek with a faint smile

seat, Billy and Chris exchanged looks with meaningful

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

drunk, was oblivious to the

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

and Chris were

the little white rabbit had fallen into a

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

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

down to get the slippers and then squatted to help Rachel put

shirt was even more

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

held her hand and walked

I’ll make you a bowl

to turn

wrist. “I’m delighted today.”

raised his hand and patted her head. “Be good and wait

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

his lips curled up slightly, and his deep eyes were filled with a smile. “If you don’t want to

back of the woman’s head with his palms and kissed her

nothing but soreness the after morning.