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

gave him a blank look.

the woman’s eyes were clear and blurry. She forced herself to stay awake, causing her eyes to be covered in a layer of wet mist, which made her look pitiful.

of restless desire in

and pulled the woman into his arms.

Rachel buried her head in his neck and took a breath. “It smells good.”

causing one of the strings in his body to tighten unexpectedly. His hands on his knees

deep breath, and his dark eyes were filled with a

arm hooked around his neck. She leaned closer to his neck and took a

self-control and

at Rachel and hooked his arms around her waist. His well-defined fingers slowly moved along her spine. His deep and cold voice was tinged with a

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

pulled her into his arms. He pushed her 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 smell

the front seat, Billy and Chris

Mr. Jones’s move of taking advantage of others was

was oblivious to the

sparkled with laughter. “It’s a deal,”

Chris were

had fallen into

drove rapidly all the way and finally arrived at

neck and unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt. The delicate lines of his collarbone were faintly discernible. Then, he rolled

to get the slippers and then squatted to help Rachel put

his shirt was

Her throat rolled, and her eyes became even hotter.

David held

I’ll make you a bowl of

was about to turn around

Rachel grabbed his wrist. “I’m delighted

a reluctant smile. He raised his hand and patted her head. “Be good and wait for

She held his wrist tightly, afraid he

his deep eyes were filled with a smile. “If you don’t want to drink it, don’t drink it,’ said he.

the woman’s head with his palms and