Betrayal At The Altar

Chapter 858

With a leisurely and relaxed pace, David was like a male lion fixated on delicious prey.

Every movement he made exuded an air of confidence and assured victory.

As Rachel had just laid down on the bed, David reached out and pulled her up. “Your hair isn’t dry yet. Aren’t you afraid of catching a cold?”

He placed the glass of milk in Rachel’s hand and fetched a hairdryer, plugging it in before calmly blow-drying her hair.

David’s well-defined fingers slid through her silky hair, gently grazing her scalp. Every movement he made seemed unintentional, yet it revealed tenderness and thoughtfulness..

Rachel gazed at David’s figure through the bright and clean window, unable to help but feel a sense of admiration. Indeed, handsome men always appeared pleasing in whatever they did.

Even in the simplest and most ordinary act of blow-drying hair, he elevated it to something extraordinary with his exquisite

and stunning face.

He was a favored man. It was like heaven had bestowed all perfection upon him alone.

Yet, no matter how perfect David was, he had fallen for her.

Thinking about it, Rachel couldn’t help but feel proud.

She lowered her head slightly and covered her lips with a faint smile.

David turned off the hairdryer and rubbed the top of her head with his broad palm. Then, he asked in a low voice, “Are you free this weekend?”

This weekend…

Rachel’s gaze flickered slightly, and she did have plans.

But upon hearing David’s words, her interest was piqued. “You have plans?”

somewhere,” David replied, putting away the hairdryer.

his response, Rachel became

in her heart. Now, David’s words seemed to be confirming

to show me the true face of the underground

with David, Lucas compiled a list of rumors about David and sent it to her in an attempt to persuade her to give up on

was the rumor that David controlled an underground power and

They all showed the utmost respect

Rachel to experience it, causing her heart to

extent.

in Rachel’s eyes, David’s gaze darkened, his Adam’s

whispered in a deep voice tinged with passionate huskiness,

and

flames seemed to ignite in the depths of the man’s pitch-black eyes, igniting the fervor and addiction within

waist, and her dress was swiftly pushed up to her

hours, the air became filled with the soft sounds of breathy moans, composing

next day,

the lunch break, Rachel invited Mary to

a restaurant. Rachel wiped her hands with an alcohol wipe, wearing a half-smile that sent a

the wipe. Otherwise, someone

feeling a sense of unease for no apparent reason. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

the wet wipe onto the table and crossed her arms. She looked like she was interrogating Mary. “Next time, if you come across any inappropriate or

a hint of deep resentment in

arched slightly, and her lips involuntarily curled upward. Excitement flickered in her eyes, fueled by curiosity. She extended the forks she held toward Rachel. “Sis, please share your story.”

glanced at her

her hand, feeling guilty. She hung her head low and muttered under her breath, “I just care about you. It’s all for

silence, Mary reached for her

face, tinged with a hint of probing in her tone. “Did David overhear our

giving her a meaningful glance.

seemed to convey everything she wanted to say at

take a sharp breath, and when she spoke again, her voice noticeably trembled.

Rachel nodded.