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?”

you somewhere,” David replied, putting away the hairdryer.

became even

appearance of Christopher today, a faint suspicion arose in her heart. Now, David’s words seemed to be confirming her previous conjecture one by one.

me the true face of the underground king?” Rachel’s eyes held a glint of

David and sent it to her in an attempt to persuade her to give

David controlled an underground

her attention during the bidding event, where multiple forces appeared at the same time. They all showed the utmost respect and deference to David. She had already deduced a thing or two from

decided to take Rachel to experience it, causing her

extent.

darkened, his Adam’s apple bobbed, and he leaned down, pressing her beneath

in a deep voice tinged with passionate huskiness,

and instinctively looked at

depths of

a daze, Rachel felt a coolness around her waist, and her dress was swiftly

air became filled with the soft sounds

next day, 12 noon.

lunch break, Rachel invited Mary to go out

a table in a restaurant. Rachel wiped her hands with an alcohol wipe,

only cleaning her hands with the wipe. Otherwise, someone might have mistaken her for sharpening a knife.

her chopsticks, feeling a sense of unease for no apparent reason. “Why are you looking at me

the wet wipe onto the table and crossed her arms. She looked like she was interrogating Mary.

deep resentment

involuntarily curled upward. Excitement flickered in her eyes, fueled by

glanced at

hung her head low and muttered under her breath, “I just care about you. It’s all for your sake. What

for her cup

became bolder and approached Rachel, her eyes fixed on her face, tinged with a hint of probing in her tone. “Did David

simply giving her a meaningful glance.

to convey everything she wanted to say at the

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

Rachel nodded.