Betrayal At The Altar

The scene of their first meeting was still fresh in her mind. At that time, David Jones had left a deep impression on her. He was always gentlemanly, calm and reserved, modest and polite.

He was like an immortal, untainted by the emotions and desires of this mortal world.

However, it was the same man who kept sweet–talking her. What was worse was that she could not resist him.

Rachel Grey had always felt that she was the one who had the upper hand in maintaining rationality. However, in the face of David’s gentle and domineering advances, as well as this face that could mesmerize anyone, she was defeated time and time again.

She slowly closed her eyes and silently told herself not to over–indulge and to remain rational.

“Is this really your first time dating?” Rachel finally asked the question she had been wondering.

David raised his eyebrows slightly. He looked at the conflicted expression on her face, and his dark eyes flickered. He understood what she meant. “A man doesn’t need to be taught certain things when facing the woman he likes.”

Rachel went speechless.

She suspected that this man was hinting at something.

Feeling a little uncomfortable, she tucked the loose hair behind her ear and changed the topic without batting an eyelid. “Why did you suddenly appear at the Smith’s residence?”

she didn’t say it out loud, she was still concerned whether David had seen her strong

the consequences.” His deep voice carried a hint of unquestionable favoritism. It sounded like

what Rachel did at the Smiths today, David would help her

if I commit murder and arson one day? Will you

you no matter what.” David looked at her. His mysterious black eyes were mesmerizing as if

flickered

did not need to be

agreed to David’s pursuit in a short period

Chapter 11:

that it was completely reasonable for her to fall in love with

touch her heart with

call from

senses

angry roars. “Why did you leave me behind? How could you?”

we weren’t heading the same way?” Rachel glanced at David,