Betrayal At The Altar

“Um, may I ask a question…” On the other end of the phone, Mary hesitated and asked, “Whose Rolls–Royce is that?”

Rachel pinched her lips, subconsciously snatched a glance at David next to her, and coughed to cover up her embarrassment before she said lightly, “That is not important.” Then she hung up the phone.

She turned her head to David and said, “I’m sorry for the trouble.”

“You are not the person who should apologize.”

Fixing his gaze on Rachel’s pretty face, David slowly raised his hand and picked a strand of her hair with his slender fingers, his eyes brimming with unconscious infatuation. “I won’t let them have a chance to create any difficulties for you,” he declared.

Rachel instantly understood his implication. Then, seeing him take out his phone, she held his hand, flustered, and said, “Wait!”

Rachel’s slender fingers were a bit cold. But, on the contrary, David’s palm was warm.

The coolness of her fingertip touched his heart and quenched his anger like a winding stream.

his eyes disappeared instantly. The next second,

his palm around and held Rachel’s hand

palm, and her eyes flickered. Finally, she composed herself and said lightly, “This is my own business. I can handle it

matter how severe the consequences.” Surprise flashed across Rachel’s eyes. She couldn’t help but

him

the unfair situation

man just told her that women didn’t have to compromise

clean up the mess for her no matter

melt a little. Soon, an inexplicable feeling crept over her, and her heart became warm and soft with

Eddie, who was riding shotgun, coughed, and Rachel, who was moved by David’s words came to herself.

where should we drop you off?” asked

hearing this did Rachel realize that other people were in the car and

was rendered

avoiding being seeing intimate