Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia novel Chapter 83

Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 83

Rachel was secretly annoyed by her pretentiousness just now. She wanted to explain, but before she could say anything, the man in front of her suddenly pressed down and sealed her lips. 

She trembled and widened her eyes in disbelief. Her trembling pupils revealed a trace of panic. 

David’s kiss was strong and gentle. It was passionate and lingering. His eyes seemed filled with infinite gentleness, gradually making Rachel forget to resist. 

Her eyelashes fluttered, and she slowly closed her eyes, silently enduring his love. Her hands gripped the blanket under her uneasily. 

A kiss of true love was like the fiercest poison in the world. It inadvertently numbed their senses, as if they were the only ones left in this crowded world. The hot and ambiguous atmosphere gradually spread throughout the entire room. 

It was not until his kiss deepened that Rachel felt a little suffocated, and she became much more awake. 

She suddenly opened her eyes and met David’s eyes. 

His dark eyes saw through her eyes, making her feel frightened. She struggled to push his chest with her other hand, her breathing unstable as she struggled violently. “David Jones, that’s enough, enough…” 

Her voice was soft and powerless, without the slightest intimidation. Instead, it stimulated David to become even crazier. 

He was fierce and domineering, like a violent wind passing through. 

Panicked, Rachel opened her mouth and bit his lips. 

At the same time, blood that tasted as rust spread in their mouths. 

David gradually came back to his senses. 

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Rachel pushed him away mercilessly and retreated, breaking free from his shackles. 

His pitch–black eyes hid a faint light, like an intoxicating vortex that attracted her to sink in. 

Rachel hurriedly averted his gaze, but her heart was still racing uncontrollably. 

“So this is how my Rae–Rae acts like a baby.” David’s deep and cold voice was mixed with hoarseness. The moment it sounded in her ear, it made her heart tremble. 

Rachel felt her face burning. She took a deep breath, hurriedly put on her shoes, and pushed him away. “I want to go out and get some 

air.” 

David held her wrist tightly and stared at her without blinking. His eyes were filled with infatuation. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he said unhurriedly, “Rae–Rae, you don’t have to pretend to be strong in front of me. My love for you will never disappear.” 

Hearing this, Rachel felt her heart deeply touched. 

After getting together with Louis, she knew that Louis did not like pretentious women, so she tried her best to be strong. She silently shouldered everything alone. Over time, that strongness was engraved in her bones and blood like a habit. 

However, she was just an ordinary person. When she was sick, she needed someone to take care of her. When she was wronged, she needed someone to dote on her. Occasionally, she would like to act like a baby. 

It had to be said that this man, David Jones, always easily touched the softest part of her heart.