Betrayal At The Altar

Chapter 822

Rachel staggered to her feet, but her legs were numb after sitting cross-legged for so long. She opened her arms to David and said with a cold voice mixed with softness, “My legs are numb. Please carry me.”

Rachel’s eyes were pure and hazy with a layer of moisture. They carried an unclear innocence and were exceptionally seductive.

David’s Adam’s apple bobbed, and his eyes darkened.

He walked closer and saw the assortment of bottles scattered around Rachel’s feet.

The bottles of Beer, liquor, and foreign wine.

No wonder they all drank so much that it was as if their souls were out of their bodies.

Fortunately, Rachel looked fine.

In his impression, Rachel had never been drunk.

David picked her up horizontally. Rachel leaned on his shoulder and wrapped her arms around his neck. “David, I’m delighted today,” said she.

“Why are you delighted?” David looked down at her.

Rachel did not say anything.

A subtle dark glint flashed across David’s eyes when he saw Rachel was so quiet and behaved. “Rae-Rae, are you drunk?” he asked.

“No,” Rachel answered his question.

After a brief silence, she looked at David and said again, I’m delighted today.”

She had repeated it twice. Now, David was sure that she was drunk.

David did not say anything else to her. After carrying her horizontally, he turned and walked straight to the door.

Standing at the door, Eddie glanced at the people sprawled on the floor and asked, ‘Mr. Jones, what should we do with these. people?”

“Do as you see fit,” David said coldly before leaving with Rachel in his arms.

After getting into the car, Rachel instinctively crawled out of David’s arms.

still maintaining her usual

some sleep?” David

her head and gave him a blank

woman’s eyes were clear and blurry. She forced herself to stay awake, causing her eyes to be covered in a layer of

an instant of restless desire in the depths of his

few seconds later, he looked away and

Rachel buried her head in his neck and took a

neck, causing one of the strings in his body to

his dark eyes

to his neck and took a deep

that disintegrated David’s self-control and made him feel a

her waist. His well-defined fingers slowly moved along her spine. His deep and cold voice

a kitten coquettishly nestled in his arms. “I like it,” she said.

hair aside with his fingertips and gently caressed her cheek with a faint smile on the corners of his mouth. His voice was low and slow, particularly seductive. Tll let you

seat, Billy and Chris

or not? Mr. Jones’s move of taking advantage of others was really a little unbearable

Rachel, a drunk, was oblivious to the danger.

“It’s a deal,” said

Chris were speechless.

had fallen into a

way and finally arrived

unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt. The delicate lines of his collarbone were faintly

the slippers and then squatted to help Rachel put

of his shirt was even more open, revealing his firm chest muscles.

his neck. Her throat rolled, and her eyes became even hotter. No one knew what was in

shoes, David held her hand and walked

me. I’ll make you a bowl

he was about to

his wrist. “I’m delighted today.”

his hand and patted her

go. She held his wrist

and then slowly raised his eyes. The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and his

back of the woman’s