Betrayal At The Altar

David’s deep and magnetic voice, which had hints of tenderness and ambiguous intimacy used only between lovers, caused Rachel’s heart to tremble.

She pursed her lips and gazed into David’s unfathomable eyes.

David’s lips curved into a meaningful smile. His eyes had a mysterious depth that Rachel could not discern. “Would you like to spend the night with me?” he asked.

Rachel forcefully withdrew her hand. Her charming face instantly

became cold. It looked as if a layer of ice had formed on it, causing her to emanate a chilling aura.

“David, you have no sense of propriety,” Rachel said. “We are nowhere near the level where we can share a bed together.”

“I thought you coming to my room was a hint toward something,” David said. His smile grew more pronounced after seeing the anger on Rachel’s alluring face. “Moreover, it’s late at night, and we are alone. Don’t forget that I’m a normal man.”

It was inevitable to have some wild thoughts.

Upon hearing David’s remarks, the anger in Rachel’s chest dissipated instantly. A trace of surprise and indescribable embarrassment appeared on her face. “Did you, um, say this is your room?” she asked.

passed through David’s pupils. It seemed that he had made a mistake and unintentionally dashed the hopes of someone

Mrs. Jones kept reminding him to stay

not only had Rachel become part of Old Mrs. Jones’s plan,

was eager for a grandchild, but being

you don’t mind, I will sleep in the next room tonight,”

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Chapter 31

David generously offered the room to her, showing his gentlemanly demeanor. However, she still

spoke, she hurriedly turned around and

arm blocked her way. He was enveloped in the scent of wood. He slightly lowered his body to trap Rachel in his arms. His eyes, as dark as ink, gazed directly at the woman in his arms. “Rae–Rae, what is the nature of our relationship now?”

Their breaths mixed together. They could

a cluster of flames in the depths of David’s eyes.