Betrayal At The Altar (Rachel and David) novel Chapter 252

Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 252 On This Side Of The Fence 

Rachel could feel that David was different tonight. 

Her intuition told her this man was on the verge of insanity tonight. She should not provoke him. 

He was like a rampaging lion that could only be obedient. 

David narrowed his eyes and looked at the silent woman in his arms. He chuckled and said casually, “You’re dissatisfied with me.” 

Rachel was embarrassed and annoyed with his not letting things go. “David, are you crazy tonight?” 

“I’m crazy?!” David’s lips curled into a smile, but his eyes were cold. “Then tell me, if I flirt with some woman in the club behind your back, could you 

pretend not to care? Could you stay calm?!” 

Rachel got speechless. 

If she put herself in David’s shoes, everything he did seemed reasonable, and… 

It wasn’t that excessive. 

David bent down. His gaze landed on her lips. His dark pupils surged with a desire that had been suppressed for a long time. “Rae–Rae, tell me what you like most about me?” 

Rachel stared at him, wide–eyed. 

He can’t get over this topic! 

“Here?” David Jones guided her hand down bit by bit and brushed past his chest and abs… 

Rachel’s eyes widened. Her pupils trembled violently. 

She felt as if she had been burnt. She subconsciously wanted to fling her hand away, but his grip on her wrist was firm. 

David looked at Rachel’s blood–red cheeks and chuckled softly. “Rae–Rae, you have to be responsible for me.” 

Rachel stared at him, speechless. 

The man pinched her chin and kissed her lips again. 

After an unknown period, the ambiguous atmosphere in the car was 

suddenly gone. 

“The grass is much greener on this side of the fence.” David sounded joyful. 

Rachel Grey looked up at him in disbelief. 

She didn’t expect this cold and abstinent body to say such words. 

The man took a tissue and wiped Rachel’s hand. He did not even let go of the gaps between her fingers. 

Rachel’s wrist was extremely sore, so she let the man do whatever he wanted. 

“I won’t let you off next time.” 

“Heh.” Rachel gave him a fake smile. 

Why didn’t he say mercifully to let her go when he forced her to help him just now? 

David seemed to read Rachel’s mind. He smiled. “Shall we have lunch tomorrow?” 

Rachel did not say anything. It was an approval. 

“Bring your friend along,” David said. 

Rachel raised her eyebrows slightly and knew what he was up to. “Okay.” 

After returning to the apartment, Rachel contacted Mary. A strange feeling 

arose. 

It was as if she was bringing her boyfriend to meet her parents. 

In short, it was a feeling of anticipation and excitement.