Betrayal At The Altar

The next morning, Rachel went to office as usual.

In the conference room, she rested her forehead in one hand and quietly listened to the department head’s report on stage.

Under Rachel’s gaze, the supervisor was on tenterhooks. His back was unknowingly drenched in cold sweat, afraid that he might say something

wrong.

At this moment, Rachel’s phone suddenly rang.

She quickly picked it up and took a look. It was David.

She pursed her lips and suppressed the smile on her face. She stood up and said, “Let’s stop here for today. We’ll continue tomorrow.”

The supervisors secretly heaved a sigh of relief and watched Rachel leave.

Back in her office, Rachel picked up the video call.

David’s stunning face appeared clearly on her phone screen.

“Did you not rest well last night?” David’s dark eyes stared at Rachel’s face and noticed the faint dark circles beneath her eyes.

that she had

excuse. “I drank a little last night and had

the wine?” David asked.

on who I drink

without batting an eyelid. He looked at her with a meaningful smile

noticed David’s bloodshot eyes and could not help but feel her

the wine glass on the table. He took a sip and said, “It’s a little

“Will you be in danger?”

his eyebrows, a soft light glowing in his

her affectionately, as if he was going to jump out of

his face in a daze. He felt a little proud, and the smile on his lips

effect he had

help but blush as she

cleared her throat. “I was afraid you might go back on

“You’re not married yet. How

pfft, pfft.” Rachel hurriedly turned her head and spat a few times. She looked at him somewhat