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?”

David replied, putting away the hairdryer.

response, Rachel became

faint suspicion arose in her heart. Now, David’s words

me the true face of

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

that David controlled an

time. They all showed the utmost respect and deference to David. She had already deduced a thing or two from that.

it, causing her heart to be filled with

extent.

Rachel’s eyes, David’s gaze darkened, his Adam’s apple bobbed, and he leaned down, pressing her beneath

brushed against her temple. He whispered in a deep voice tinged with passionate huskiness, “Why don’t you try guessing

all over and instinctively looked at him.

seemed to ignite in the depths of the man’s pitch-black

daze, Rachel felt a coolness around her waist, and her dress was swiftly pushed up to her chest.

the late-night hours, the air became filled with the soft sounds of breathy moans, composing a nocturnal symphony of sensual

day, 12 noon.

break, Rachel invited Mary to go out for

two sat at a table in a restaurant. Rachel wiped her hands with an alcohol wipe, wearing a half-smile that

wipe. Otherwise, someone might have mistaken her for

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

casual flick, Rachel tossed the wet wipe onto the table and crossed her arms. She looked like she was interrogating Mary. “Next

deep

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

“I just

Mary reached for her cup and

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

simply giving

seemed to convey everything she wanted to say at the same

breath, and when she spoke

Rachel nodded.