Betrayal At The Altar

Rachel took a deep breath and calmed herself down. “Thank you for telling me this, Mrs. Brown.”

Hearing her words, Mrs. Brown was stunned for a moment before she lowered her eyes to hide her shyness. “I was just saying it casually. I hope you don’t mind me nagging, Miss Grey.”

In fact, Mrs. Brown naturally had a plan in mind. She could tell that David cared about Rachel and also sensed Rachel’s hesitant attitude toward him. Since that was the case, she was willing to take this opportunity to matchmake the two,

Hence, she really could not accept Miss Grey’s thanks.

They walked around for a while. Mrs. Brown looked at the time and said, “Miss Grey, it’s time to take your medicine. Sir specially instructed you to do so.”

“Okay.”

After taking medicine, Rachel returned to her room to rest.

When David returned from outside, he subconsciously searched for Rachel in the living room and asked calmly, “Where’s Rae–Rae? Has she taken her medicine?”

His ordinary tone was like a husband asking about his wife.

Mrs. Brown’s eyes were filled with an ambiguous smile. “Miss Grey is still resting in her room.”

slightly and said casually, “Remember to prepare

reply, he walked straight toward the stairs.

open the door to Rachel’s

dark, but his gaze instantly landed on Rachel, who was sleeping quietly on the bed.

they had been drawn carefully by a painter. Even though she slept obediently, it could not

of her shirt was open, revealing the beautiful curve of her shoulders and neck. A large area of her fair skin was exposed

there was a faint restless desire in the

the bed, then unbuttoned his shirt collar

away the hair on her face. Her curly eyelash slowly slid down and finally landed on her red

that belonged to her

and down, and his eyes revealed

he could not help but lean down to feel the softness again,

front of her. His warm breath sprayed on her face, and his deep eyes seemed to have lit up with a flame so bright that it was

scalded. She sprang up from the bed in a panic and shrank back,

sat on the bed. “Do you

Rachel raised her hand and tucked her hair behind her ear. Her gaze

in her mind. “It’s really funny that Mr. Jones was

was cooking.