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,

his response, Rachel became even more

arose in her heart.

me the true

she first came into contact with David, Lucas compiled a list of rumors about David and sent it to her in an attempt to persuade her

David controlled an underground

bidding event, where multiple forces appeared at the same time. They all

her heart to be filled with excitement and anticipation to some

extent.

he looked at the shimmering smile in Rachel’s eyes, David’s gaze darkened, his Adam’s apple bobbed, and he leaned down, pressing her beneath

against her temple. He whispered in a deep voice tinged with passionate huskiness, “Why

all over and instinctively looked at him.

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

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

the air became filled with the soft sounds of breathy moans, composing a nocturnal symphony of sensual desires.

next day, 12

invited Mary to go

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

was only cleaning her hands with the wipe. Otherwise, someone might have mistaken her for

her chopsticks, feeling a sense of unease for no apparent

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

was a hint of deep resentment in her words.

in her eyes, fueled by curiosity. She extended the forks she held toward

glanced at her

head low and muttered under her breath, “I just care about you. It’s all

Mary reached for her

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

simply giving her a meaningful glance.

gaze seemed to convey everything she wanted to

a sharp breath, and when she spoke again, her voice

Rachel nodded.