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.

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

a person who had been poisoned, wanting

deep breath and brushed her long hair to one

through gaps in the curtains and stretched across the expensive wool carpet, eventually

her eyes in a daze, David was no longer

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

her flushed face and slowly got out of bed. Every joint in her body was

her arm seemed to hurt more

in her heart. The man had said it was the last time, but

and sore body but her legs gave

this be more tiring than

if she

and stood up again with trembling

When David saw Rachel struggling to stand and quickly went over to support

him resentfully.

David had been keeping her up all night,

out why she was in such a sorry state

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

that!”

gave a slight smirk, his palm resting on her

helped Rachel lie back

over, the marks on his neck

his skin, three neat scratch marks. “Were you scratched by a

on his chest and sucked on

fox.”

eyes widened

She shouldn’t have asked!

a

clothes and let me take a look,”

up. “What do

really afraid of

be precise, she was afraid of the

he looked so aloof and noble, as if he didn’t care about worldly things, but last night. he seemed like he had

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

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