Betrayal At The Altar

She had nothing to say. She only glared at him with a mix of annoyance and embarrassment.

“I will fulfill anything that Rae–Rae likes,” David said.

“You…” Rachel opened her mouth. She eventually let out a helpless sigh. “Forget it, as long as you’re happy.”

Upon hearing her words, David’s lips curved into a joyful smile. He said, “I came late before and couldn’t accompany you day and night, but from now on. I’m willing to spend the rest of my life with you”

“David, I haven’t agreed yet,” Rachel said.

“I know,” David said as he lowered his gaze and stared at Rachel’s pretty face. The faint blush on her fair cheeks was still visible. “But sooner or later, you will be mine.”

With that simple sentence, Rachel felt the unrestrained arrogance that lay behind it.

A hint of shyness crossed her face. She pushed away the man in front of her and quickly said, “Good night,” before turning around and leaving without looking back.

David stood in place, his gaze falling on the fleeing figure that carried a hint of panic. He lightly smiled.

As soon as the door closed, Rachel leaned back against it, still feeling her heart pounding like a drum.

around her had been teaching her how to love. Only this man had told her that she could also be

invisibly cut off all her retreats, forcing her

angry and frustrated. She wanted to take action but ultimately failed to achieve any real

pinched her forehead and lay on the bed, staring at the floating night sky outside the window.

time had passed. She

and all things were just waking

saw Old Mrs. Jones sitting in the living room. She quickly walked over

Old Mrs. Jones asked, her lips curving into a meaningful smile as she scrutinized Rachel with dim eyes. It was as if she was eager to find something on

tuck a strand of loose hair behind her ear and replied, “I slept

David walked in from outside, his gaze

hair was casually curled behind her head. A few strands fell in front

was breathtakingly gorgeous. Her lips, moist and luscious, exuded a tempting allure that inexplicably captured all of

in his mind. He recalled a line of

Old Mrs. Jones said when she noticed David standing

his senses and silently tightened his grip on the small green medicine bottle in his hand before taking a step forward. “Okay,” he said.

a chair for her. Rachel smiled