Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

After a moment’s reflection, Jimmy couldn’t help but curse, “If you have the guts, let’s fight!”

“I’m afraid you’ll cry and run to your mommy,” Landon replied with a serious tone.

“Hey…” Jimmy dragged his words, threw down what he was holding, rolled up his sleeves, sharpened his knives, and strode towards Landon. “I’ve got a short fuse, and today I’ll make sure to knock you to the ground. You’ll be searching for your teeth on the floor.”

At that moment, a mocking voice came from behind, “Oh, I smell the scent of beef from afar. Looks like we’re in for a treat today.”

Hearing this, everyone turned around.

They saw Christopher with one hand in his pocket and the other holding a cigar between his fingers. He moved leisurely and lazily, exuding an undeniable aura of intimidation.

He wore a striped shirt, his hair meticulously styled with pomade, giving off a touch of refined and rebellious elegance. The corners of his eyes curved with a hint of a smile, and beneath his carefree demeanor hid a hidden fierceness.

When Rachel caught sight of Christopher, her gaze flickered ever so slightly.

Jimmy raised an eyebrow slightly, a smirk playing at the corner of his lips. “You’re finally willing to leave your pathetic territory.”

“I don’t like the way you put it,” Christopher walked over, then pulled a wicker chair and greeted Rachel before plopping down on it. “That place was built through years of my battles. How can you call it a pathetic territory?”

“Judging by your words, it seems you have developed strong feelings for that place. Are you reluctant to leave?”

“You are not me. How could you know what brings me joy?”

The group of men continued their conversation intermittently while Rachel quietly enjoyed her skewers.

Suddenly, her phone rang, and it was a call from Mary.

“I’ll take this call,” Rachel said to David before picking up her phone and getting up.

She walked to a shaded area in the garden and slid her finger across the screen to answer the call

the call was answered, Mary’s voice came through, “Rae-Rae, I’ve already made all the arrangements over there. When are

extended her slender fingers and casually played with the tender shoots of the green

I’ll book the

looked at David, who was engaged in casual conversation with the

something, and his gazes turned towards Rachel. Then, David decisively got up and walked

noticed the situation and wore intriguing smiles on their faces

abandoned? Why is it being

brushed against the gears. He watched as a blue flame flickered and burned, casually remarking, “His thoughts have always been the most

words,” Christopher said, crossing his legs and slouching in the wicker chair. His eyes flickered with a mysterious expression, and he spoke with profound meaning, “Your thoughts have always been the most delicate. Even

that’s the case, then

three of them chatted, David had already reached

and hooked his arm around Rachel’s slender waist, pulling her: his embrace. Bending down, he

wanted to kiss her.

over?” he murmured, his

looked at him, her clear apricot eyes filled with an unintentional

you come back and

a secluded young woman who longed for company, eagerly anticipating being with

mind, Rachel’s eyes

His gaze couldn’t help but become indulgent and doting, and his low, cold voice softened, tinged with a hint of coaxing,

to plant a kiss on

that, she turned

he watched Rachel’s figure receding and glanced at the sky, a trace of unwitting

been

Rachel walked out of the bathroom with her long wet hair. She casually wiped her hair and applied skincare in front of

voice messages. They

and heard Mary’s voice, “Rae-Rae, I have a question I’d like to ask you.

first voice message, and the

inconvenient for her to hold the phone to her ear. Instead, she opted to play

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