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.

flashed slightly. Of course, she could not admit that she had lost sleep

excuse. “I drank a little

wine?” David asked.

on who I

raised his eyebrows without batting an eyelid. He looked at her with a meaningful smile in his eyes. “When I return, drink for me.”

yet?” Rachel noticed David’s bloodshot eyes and could not

sitting on the sofa, stood up and picked up the wine glass on the table. He took a sip and said, “It’s a little

slightly. “Will you

about me?” He raised his eyebrows,

stared at her affectionately, as if he was going to jump out of the screen the next

felt a little proud, and the

he had been longing for.

but blush as she

afraid you might go back on your word,” she said

in her words. “You’re not married yet. How could

few times. She looked at him somewhat resentfully. “It’s so unlucky to mention that word for no reason.”