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.

everything about her was magnified infinitely, shattering his once proud

had been poisoned, wanting to desperately obtain

to one side of her shoulder, leaning down to kiss her

in the morning. The dappled sunlight seeped into the room through gaps in the curtains

in a daze, David was

was filled with a faint ambiguous aura, seemingly reminding her of the

got out of bed. Every joint in her body was sore, and she couldn’t

matters worse, her arm seemed to hurt more after last

the clothes s*attered all over the ground, Rachel could not help but curse silently in her heart. The man had said it was the last time,

tried to stand up with her weak and sore body but her

more

if she had been

and stood

saw Rachel struggling to

at him

much last night, plus David had been keeping her up all night, and now

a sorry state after last night’s events, while

a little guilty and touched his nose. “You worked hard

that!”

his palm resting on

Rachel lie back down onto the

leaned over, the marks on his neck were

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

on his chest and

fox.”

widened in

She shouldn’t have asked!

digging a

clothes and let me

up. “What do you want to

afraid of

be precise, she was afraid of the beast

worldly things, but last night. he seemed like he had gone mad, wanting nothing

she was watching a wild beast. Silently, he took out an ointment from his pocket and said, “Put this on.” He didn’t need

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