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

want some sleep?” David

gave him a blank

woman’s eyes were clear and blurry. She forced herself to stay awake, causing her

instant of restless desire in the depths

seconds later, he looked away and pulled the woman

head in his neck and took a breath.

in his body to tighten unexpectedly. His hands on

took a deep breath, and his dark eyes were filled with a restless desire.

neck. She leaned closer to his neck and took a deep breath. “It smells so good,” she

simple action of hers that disintegrated David’s self-control and made him feel a rush of fire surge

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,

a kitten coquettishly nestled in his arms. “I

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

and Chris exchanged looks with meaningful smiles.

move of taking advantage of others was really a little

drunk, was oblivious to the

eyes sparkled with laughter. “It’s

and Chris

had fallen into a trap!

drove rapidly all the way and finally

neck and unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt. The delicate lines of his collarbone were faintly

and then squatted to help Rachel put

collar of his shirt was even more open,

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

David held her hand and walked upstairs.

to your room and wait for me. I’ll make you a bowl of hangover soup,” said

he was about to

grabbed his wrist. “I’m

his hand

held his wrist tightly, afraid he would run

curled up slightly, and his deep eyes were filled with a

woman’s head with his

feeling nothing but soreness the after