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

“Rae-Rae, I’ve already made

of the green

the flight tickets

David, who was

towards Rachel. Then, David decisively got up and walked

noticed the situation and

is it being restarted now?” Christopher

with a lighter in his hand, and his fingertip brushed against the gears. He watched as a blue flame flickered and burned, casually remarking, “His thoughts have always been

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

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

chatted, David

pulling her: his embrace. Bending down, he gently

moment they met, he had wanted to kiss her. But with others present and Rachel’s shy personality, he had

you come over?” he murmured, his gaze fixed on

looked at him, her clear apricot eyes filled with an unintentional tenderness. “It’s time to

imperceptibly. “Will you come back and spend the evening

sentence, David sounded like a secluded young woman who longed for company, eagerly anticipating

this in mind, Rachel’s

the smile at the corner of her eyes, David’s slightly furrowed brow relaxed a bit. His gaze couldn’t help but become indulgent and doting, and his low, cold voice softened, tinged with a hint of

a

turned

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

had been

She casually wiped her hair

phone kept vibrating with voice messages.

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

played the first voice message, and the rest were

hold the

Mary’s voice message continued to play