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

had been poisoned, wanting to desperately obtain

in mind, David took a deep breath and brushed her long hair to

sunlight seeped into the room through gaps in

daze, David was no longer

filled with a faint ambiguous aura, seemingly reminding her of

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

arm seemed

at the clothes s*attered all over the ground, Rachel could not help but curse silently in her

with her weak and sore body but her legs

could this be more tiring than physical

if

breath and stood up again

Rachel struggling to stand

at him resentfully. “I’m

been keeping her up

was in such a sorry state after last night’s

felt a little guilty and touched his

that!” Rachel scolded

palm resting on her slender

lie back down onto

he leaned over, the marks

skin, three neat scratch marks. “Were

the marks on his chest and sucked on

fox.”

widened in

She shouldn’t have asked!

a hole for

let me take a look,” David

tensed up. “What do you want to

was really afraid

she was afraid of

he looked so aloof and noble, as if he didn’t care about worldly things, but last

took out an ointment from his pocket and said, “Put this on.” He didn’t need to look to

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