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.

from other families. They uphold female dominance, and therefore, the successive heads of the family have always been women. As the next head of the family, Jennifer naturally has a unique set of marriage criteria. We reached an understanding that if I marry her,

chosen the wrong person,” Rachel responded, surprised to learn that Jennifer had taken

and adjusted her earring, casually asking,

the Jones family, and under such conditions, anyone else

flattery but rather expressed her genuine perspective from

of how David fought his way through the struggle for an inheritance, the fact that he had succeeded in claiming the position was evidence

were utterly -unappealing in the presence of

in David’s eyes grew even more pronounced upon hearing her words.

he spoke, he leaned down

disdainful expression. “Stop trying

flattery, just appreciating

Rachel was speechless.

that night, David lured

a passionate encounter, she nestled weakly

chest injury had healed, but the stitched-up

fingers lightly traced the scars, “Does

a usual question, but it carried a

her hand. His throat bobbed up and down, his deep voice noticeably huskier

Rachel softly

why don’t you

Rachel’s eyebrows twitched.

grabbed a corner of the blanket and wrapped herself up.

a low laugh. “Shouldn’t you share a blanket with me first if you want to

silently let

she let go, David grabbed the

his arm around the woman’s slender waist and held her in his arms. His thin lips brushed past her

Rachel was suspicious.

he mean by “sleep first

for her to sleep peacefully,

she was lying on top of the man’s body

gently pulled her legs and arms away from the

she was, she still

waist. With a little force, he pulled her into his arms. “It’s still early. Why