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

Rachel became

in her heart. Now,

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

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

rumor that David controlled

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

her heart to be filled with excitement and anticipation to

extent.

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

tinged with passionate huskiness, “Why don’t you try guessing what I’m going to do to you

all over and instinctively looked at him.

seemed to ignite in the depths of

around her waist, and her dress

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

day, 12 noon.

Rachel invited Mary to go out for lunch.

her hands with

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

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

casual flick, Rachel tossed 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 unnecessary questions, just

was a hint of deep

flickered in her eyes, fueled by curiosity. She

glanced at her coldly.

under her breath, “I just care about you. It’s all for your sake. What if something unexpected were

reached for her cup

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

silent, simply giving her a meaningful glance.

were spoken, that gaze seemed to convey everything she wanted to say

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

Rachel nodded.