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

answered, Mary’s voice came through, “Rae-Rae, I’ve already

of the green plants. After a

book the

hanging up the call, Rachel looked at David, who was engaged in casual conversation with the others

and his gazes turned towards Rachel.

men noticed the situation and wore

project get abandoned? Why is it being restarted now?” Christopher suddenly spoke

against the gears. He watched as

said, crossing his legs and slouching in the wicker chair. His eyes flickered with a mysterious expression, and he spoke

curling slightly. “If that’s the case, then I have disappointed

chatted, David had already reached Rachel’s

Rachel’s slender waist, pulling her: his embrace. Bending down, he gently placed a soft

kiss her. But with others

come over?” he

apricot eyes filled with an unintentional tenderness. “It’s time to go

come back and spend the evening with

like a secluded young woman who longed for

in mind, Rachel’s eyes

but become indulgent and doting, and his low, cold voice softened, tinged with a hint of coaxing, “What are you thinking? You’re smiling so

a kiss on his

she turned

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

had been a long

out of the bathroom with her long wet hair. She casually wiped her hair

kept vibrating with voice messages. They were from

a question I’d like to ask you.

voice message, and the rest

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

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