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.”

said casually, “Remember to prepare

waiting for Mrs. Brown’s reply, he walked straight toward the

and pushed open the door

was dark, but his gaze instantly landed on

black hair was scattered on the pillow, and her facial features looked like they had been drawn carefully by a painter. Even though she slept obediently, it could not hide her soul–stirring

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

faint restless

the end of the bed, then unbuttoned his shirt collar and slowly walked forward.

gently brushed away the hair on her face. Her curly eyelash slowly slid

belonged to her kept appearing

Adam’s apple bobbed up and down, and his eyes

not help but lean down to feel the softness again, Rachel suddenly

her. His warm breath sprayed on her face, and his deep

in a panic and shrank back, putting some distance

hint of disappointment flashed across David’s eyes. He sat on the bed. “Do you still feel uncomfortable?”

ear. Her gaze inadvertently landed on the slight cut on David’s hand.

earlier in the day surfaced in her mind. “It’s really funny that Mr. Jones was

was