Betrayal At The Altar

Chapter 612

Rachel Grey raised her hand and pushed lightly, tilting her neck slightly upward. “David Jones, that’s enough…”

The little bit of strength she had was completely ineffective, and instead conveyed a sense of yielding.

David Jones coaxed her with his voice, “Good girl. Just one last time.”

Hearing this, Rachel could not help but sneer inwardly.

He had said the same thing so many times tonight.

Sure enough, a man’s words are only good as his actions!

In the end, Rachel was exhausted and fainted completely.

David gently kissed her forehead, his movements gentle and sincere, as if he wanted to

pour

all his gentleness into it.

He carefully lifted Rachel up as if she were made of glass, and walked steadily towards the bathroom.

The water temperature in the bathroom covered her exhausted body, causing her slightly furrowed brow to relax and a soft moan to escape her throat, “Mm…”

However, her usually cool voice was tinged with a hint of h*arseness, as if it had been ravaged by a violent storm.

David stirred the water and gently wiped her body, looking at the marks all over her body with a slight frown.

He knew that he had gone a little too far tonight.

He was never a rigid and conservative person. He knew what would happen if Rachel and Louis Smith were together for three years, and even wondered how far they had progressed before entering into marriage.

Therefore, David never held a grudge against Rachel for everything that had happened.

before.

But when he broke through that barrier, the shock and joy in his heart had already drowned. out his remaining rationality.

Especially when he saw Rachel’s passionate appearance, how could he maintain his sober rationality?

Everything started from instinct.

her was magnified infinitely, shattering his once proud cool

was like a person who had been poisoned,

David took a deep breath and brushed her long hair to one side of her

through gaps in the curtains and stretched across the expensive wool

in a daze, David was no longer

ambiguous aura, seemingly reminding her of the

and slowly got out of bed. Every joint

arm seemed to hurt more after last night’s

curse silently in her heart. The man had said it was the

weak and sore body but her

more tiring than

waist ached as if she had

took a deep breath and stood up again with trembling

struggling to stand and quickly went over to support her

at him resentfully.

night, plus David had been keeping

such a sorry state after last

gaze, David felt a little guilty and touched his nose. “You worked

that!” Rachel scolded

palm resting on her slender waist. “Okay, I won’t

back down onto the

he leaned over, the marks

on his skin, three neat

the marks on his chest and

fox.”

eyes widened in

She shouldn’t have asked!

a hole

let me take

tensed up. “What do you want to

was really afraid

she was afraid of the

and noble, as if he didn’t care about worldly things, but last night. he seemed like he had gone mad, wanting nothing more than pound her into

a wild beast. Silently, he took out an ointment from his pocket

a deep crimson hue, like a ripe tomato, as she s*atched the ointment from his hand and said, “I’ll