Betrayal At The Altar

Chapter 845

His arm was clasped around her waist, forcibly embracing her. His arm tightened, carrying a hint of threat.

They were close enough to brush against each other, their breaths blending.

Rachel Grey’s hands rested on his chest as she raised her gaze, looking at the man in front of her. “I never thought about it.”

Who could truly say for certain what lay within the realm of imagination?

If one could foresee things with absolute accuracy, then there would not be so many lifelong regrets.

Indeed, there would be fewer regrets that haunt people for a lifetime.

The depth in David Jones’ gaze faded slightly as he stared at her without blinking, his eyes fixed on her.

His hand around her waist relaxed slightly, slowly sliding down to the small of her back. “Are you still jealous?” he asked.

“It’s alright.” Sensing that his arm had loosened a little, she seized the opportunity and freed herself from his embrace. “To be honest, Jennifer Clifford’s background and appearance do indeed match yours, and over the years, you never addressed the rumors or the ongoing alliances. between the Clifford and Jones families. Your silence has been interpreted as consent.”

Indeed, it’s unsurprising that Jimmy Shain would assume that David had tacitly accepted the marriage alliance with Jennifer.

The public perception is that Jennifer Clifford is the rightful mistress in the Jones family.

Rachel Grey cast a sidelong glance at him, patiently waiting for David’s

response.

David Jones held an umbrella with one hand while holding her hand with the other as they walked side by side in the gentle drizzle. “Jennifer is indeed the ideal candidate for the marriage alliance,” he said.

Those words could be interpreted as David acknowledging Rache’s earlier statement.

The words sound hurtful no matter how one interpreted them, leaving Rachel feeling unsettled in her heart.

They both sat down in a pavilion by the water, and she raised her hand to tuck a stray lock of hair behind her ear.

Seeing a hint of emotion on her face, a faint smile appeared in the corner of David’s eyes. “But I don’t need such assistance,” he said.

“Assistance?” Rachel’s eyes flickered with curiosity.

other families. They uphold female dominance, and therefore, the successive heads of the family have always been women. As

person,” Rachel responded, surprised to learn that Jennifer had taken the initiative to propose

adjusted her earring, casually asking, “How do you come to that conclusion?”

family, and under such conditions, anyone else would have readily agreed

flattery but rather expressed her genuine perspective from the depths

the details of how David fought his way through the struggle for an inheritance, the fact that he had succeeded in claiming

utterly -unappealing

more pronounced upon hearing her words. “So, in

leaned down to

his face away with a disdainful expression. “Stop

just appreciating you,”

Rachel was speechless.

night, David lured Rachel into the room.

she nestled weakly in

had healed, but the stitched-up area appeared grotesque, resembling

the scars, “Does

a usual question, but it

her hand. His throat bobbed up and down, his deep voice noticeably huskier than before, “Does your heart ache?”

softly

why don’t you dote on me

Rachel’s eyebrows twitched.

blanket and wrapped herself up. “I’m tired. I’ll sleep

let out a low laugh. “Shouldn’t you share

not say anything. She just silently let go of a corner

the corner of the blanket and

slender waist and held her in his arms. His thin lips brushed past her temples as he whispered, “Let’s

first.”

Rachel was suspicious.

he mean by

easy for her to sleep peacefully, so

Rachel realized she was lying on top of the

when she woke up. She felt she had lost

sighed helplessly and gently pulled her

man.

she was, she still woke