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?”

to take you somewhere,” David replied, putting

became even more

the appearance of Christopher today, a faint suspicion arose in her heart. Now, David’s words seemed to be

show me the true face of the underground king?” Rachel’s

of rumors about David and sent it to

controlled an underground power and had

already come to her attention during the bidding event, where multiple forces appeared at the same time. They all showed the utmost respect

Rachel to experience it, causing her heart

extent.

darkened, his Adam’s apple

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

and instinctively looked

ignite in the depths of the man’s pitch-black eyes,

her waist, and her dress was swiftly pushed up to

with the soft sounds of breathy moans, composing a nocturnal

next day, 12 noon.

lunch break, Rachel invited Mary to

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

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

quietly picked up her chopsticks, feeling a sense of unease for no apparent reason. “Why are you looking

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

hint of deep resentment in

her eyes, fueled by curiosity. She extended the

glanced at her

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

reached for her

with a hint of probing in her tone. “Did David

remained silent, simply giving

that gaze seemed to convey everything she wanted to say at the

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

Rachel nodded.