Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Chapter 845

His arm was clasped around her waist, forcibly embracing her. His arm tightened, carrying a hint of threat.

They were close enough to brush against each other, their breaths blending.

Rachel Grey’s hands rested on his chest as she raised her gaze, looking at the man in front of her. “I never thought about it.”

Who could truly say for certain what lay within the realm of imagination?

If one could foresee things with absolute accuracy, then there would not be so many lifelong regrets.

Indeed, there would be fewer regrets that haunt people for a lifetime.

The depth in David Jones’ gaze faded slightly as he stared at her without blinking, his eyes fixed on her.

His hand around her waist relaxed slightly, slowly sliding down to the small of her back. “Are you still jealous?” he asked.

“It’s alright.” Sensing that his arm had loosened a little, she seized the opportunity and freed herself from his embrace. “To be honest, Jennifer Clifford’s background and appearance do indeed match yours, and over the years, you never addressed the rumors or the ongoing alliances. between the Clifford and Jones families. Your silence has been interpreted as consent.”

Indeed, it’s unsurprising that Jimmy Shain would assume that David had tacitly accepted the marriage alliance with Jennifer.

The public perception is that Jennifer Clifford is the rightful mistress in the Jones family.

Rachel Grey cast a sidelong glance at him, patiently waiting for David’s response.

David Jones held an umbrella with one hand while holding her hand with the other as they walked side by side in the gentle drizzle. “Jennifer is indeed the ideal candidate for the marriage alliance,” he said.

Those words could be interpreted as David acknowledging Rache’s earlier statement.

The words sound hurtful no matter how one interpreted them, leaving Rachel feeling unsettled in her heart.

They both sat down in a pavilion by the water, and she raised her hand to tuck a stray lock of hair behind her ear.

Seeing a hint of emotion on her face, a faint smile appeared in the corner of David’s eyes. “But I don’t need such assistance,” he said.

“Assistance?” Rachel’s eyes flickered with curiosity.

the family have always

seems she has chosen the wrong person,” Rachel responded, surprised to learn that Jennifer had taken the initiative to propose herself.

out and adjusted her earring, casually asking, “How do

the head of the Jones family, and under such conditions, anyone else would have readily agreed without hesitation. But you

rather expressed her genuine

inheritance, the fact that he had succeeded in claiming the position was evidence of his abilities to convince and

what Jennifer considered enticing conditions were utterly -unappealing in

grew even more pronounced upon hearing her words. “So, in

he spoke, he leaned down to kiss her lips.

face away with a disdainful expression. “Stop trying to flatter yourself,” she retorted.

just appreciating you,” David

Rachel was speechless.

that night, David lured Rachel into the room.

nestled weakly

injury had healed, but the stitched-up area appeared grotesque, resembling an ugly centipede

fingers lightly traced the scars, “Does it

a usual question, but it carried a

down, his deep voice noticeably huskier than before,

Rachel softly

me, why don’t you dote on me

Rachel’s eyebrows twitched.

corner of the blanket and wrapped herself up. “I’m

was wrapped up like a spring roll, David let out a low laugh. “Shouldn’t you share

say anything. She just silently let go of

David grabbed the corner of the blanket

waist and held her in his arms. His thin lips

Rachel was suspicious.

mean by “sleep

to sleep peacefully, so she did not

sleep, Rachel realized she was lying on top of the man’s body when she woke up. She felt she had lost her dignity.

helplessly and gently pulled her legs and arms away

matter how careful she was, she still woke David up.

He stretched out his arm and wrapped it around her waist. With a