Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia novel Chapter 251

Chapter 251 The Grass Is Greener On The Other Side Of The 

Fence 

Rachel gulped nervously, not knowing how to explain. 

Suddenly, a muffled sound came from the window behind her. 

A quarreling couple had pressed down on the window. 

Their ambiguous conversation also entered the ears of Rachel and David. 

“How dare you flirt with guys in the club behind my back?” 

“Guys are free to go to every club and flirt with girls. I just did what men do all the time. After all, the grass is always greener on the other side of the fence.” 

“I think you just need to be taught a lesson!” 

As the noisy couple left, it became silent again in the car. 

“Huh!” 

The man suddenly chuckled. 

It was very short, but Rachel’s heart skipped a beat. 

She raised her eyes and met his eyes which were as deep as a cold lake. Her heart tightened. 

David bent down slightly and enveloped Rachel completely with a cold aura. “Is it true? The grass is always greener on the other side of the fence?” 

If what Mary had said, “Get a new boyfriend before love becomes sorrow. was the fuse, “the grass is always greener on the other side of the fence.” had pulled the trigger. 

Even if Rachel was slow to react, she could sense the jealousy in his words. 

“That’s what others think, not me.” Rachel Grey explained righteously. 

David grabbed her chin with his well–defined fingers. His dark and deep eyes slowly scanned her face. “You do need to be taught a lesson.” 

Rachel’s eyelashes fluttered in panic. 

The next second, he leaned over and kissed her lips fiercely. 

The kiss that was like a siege carried a hint of lingering anger as he nibbled an her soft lips as punishment. 

Rachel was pressed down by the man in such a narrow place. Her hands were pinned behind her back. 

She used to think she was strong enough to protect herself, not a lamb to be 

butchered. 

However, with David, she could not fight back at all. She could not even 

move. 

“David…” Rachel Grey was in pain from his bite. She said in a broken voice, 

“You’re hurting me.” 

David’s hand clasped the back of her neck. His dark and deep eyes surged with a desire that had been suppressed for a long time. “Are you dissatisfied 

with me?” 

“No.” Rachel struggled to get up, but David’s hand was on the back of her neck as if it was holding her lifeline. She did not dare to struggle at all. 

David looked down at her and slowly bent down. His right hand guided her palm to his chest. “Are you satisfied with this?” 

“Yes.” 

Rachel could sense that things had gone out of her control. 

She just wanted to end this topic as soon as possible. 

“What about here?” David Jones pressed his forehead against hers and guided her hand down slowly. “Are you satisfied with this too?”