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?”

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

response, Rachel became even

a faint suspicion arose in her heart. Now, David’s words seemed to be

you’re going to show me the true face of the underground king?” Rachel’s eyes held a

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

David controlled an underground

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

experience it, causing her heart

extent.

looked at the shimmering smile in Rachel’s eyes, David’s gaze darkened,

He whispered in a deep voice tinged with passionate huskiness, “Why don’t you try guessing what I’m going to

and instinctively looked at him.

light, a cluster of flames seemed to ignite in the depths of

coolness around her waist, and her dress was

with the soft sounds of breathy moans, composing

day,

Rachel invited Mary

a table in a restaurant. Rachel wiped her hands with an alcohol wipe, wearing a half-smile that sent a shiver down Mary’s spine.

hands with the wipe. Otherwise, someone might have mistaken her for sharpening

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

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

a hint of deep resentment in her

curled upward. Excitement flickered in her eyes, fueled by curiosity. She extended

glanced at her coldly.

feeling guilty. She hung her head low and muttered under her breath, “I just

Rachel’s silence, Mary reached for her cup and took a sip.

Rachel, her eyes fixed on her face, tinged with a hint of probing in

simply giving her a

words were spoken, that gaze seemed to convey everything

a sharp breath, and when she spoke again, her voice noticeably trembled. “He actually

Rachel nodded.