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 body temperature, everything about her was magnified infinitely, shattering his once

who had been poisoned, wanting to

took a deep breath and brushed her long hair to one side of her shoulder, leaning down to kiss her

was early in the morning. The dappled sunlight seeped into the room through gaps in the curtains and stretched across the

Rachel opened her eyes in a daze, David was no

air was filled with a faint ambiguous aura, seemingly reminding her

out of bed. Every joint in her body was

make matters worse, her arm seemed

in her heart. The man had

up with her weak and sore body but her legs gave in and she fell back

could this be more

waist ached as if

and stood

saw Rachel struggling to stand and quickly went over

glanced at him resentfully.

plus David had been keeping

she was in such a sorry state

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

say that!”

his palm resting on her slender

helped Rachel lie back down onto the

marks on his

the marks on his skin, three neat scratch marks. “Were you

on his chest and sucked on

fox.”

widened in

She shouldn’t have asked!

digging a

and let me take a

up. “What do you

afraid of David

of the beast in hum

care about worldly things, but last night. he seemed like he had gone mad, wanting

with a gaze that was wary of liimself, like she was watching a wild beast. Silently, he took out an ointment

were flushed with a deep crimson hue, like a ripe tomato, as she s*atched the ointment from his hand and said,