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Betrayal At The Altar (Rachel and David) novel Chapter 474

Chapter 474

After Old Mr. Johnson was discharged from the hospital, Rachel had been staying at Johnson’s Mansion.

It was already ten o’clock. If it wasn’t for this, Rachel would definitely have gone to bed at this hour.

However, when she remembered what her maternal grandfather had said to her at the study today, she was immediately wide awake.

She tossed and turned in bed when she suddenly received a text from David. “Are you asleep?”

Rachel turned around and lay on the bed. His fingertips tapped quickly on the keyboard as she replied, “Not yet.”

The next second, David sent a photo.

No one was more familiar with the background of this photo than Rachel was.

She quickly jumped out of bed, grabbed a thin jacket, and rushed out of her

room.

She was in such a hurry that she almost bumped into Ms. Wright, who was holding a glass of warm milk. “Miss Grey, where are you going so late at night?”

“Outside for some fresh air,” Rachel said before disappearing from Ms. Wright’s sight.

It had always been chilly at night in Seaxas in the autumn.

Rachel took a sightseeing tram to the entrance of Johnson’s Mansion.

She noticed David standing under the street lamp at first glance.

He was wearing a black suit and was almost blending into the night behind him.

He stood motionless like a Greek sculpture, exuding an unconcealable aura of nobility.

His facial features were well-defined and deep, like an exceptional piece of G*d’s creation. His every subtle action could show his emotions to the extreme.

The two of them had only not seen each other for a few days, but Rachel felt as if it had been a few years already.

Rachel’s eyes curved into a smile as she quickly ran towards him.

Seeing that her intentions were seen through, Rachel did not panic at all. She looked at him calmly and said, “The smell of blood.”

“Are you afraid of me?” David asked.

Rachel held his hand and rubbed her face against his palm like a kitten. “Yes, I’m so afraid of you.”

Although she said that she was afraid, her eyes did not change at all.

David’s dark eyes were filled with complicated emotions. “Rachel, you can go back on your words…”

Before he could finish his sentence, Rachel h**ked her fingertips around his collar, stood on her tiptoes, raised her head, and kissed him on the lips.

After the kiss, Rachel looked at him. “Is this enough?”

David looked down at her. There was a faint trace of warmth in his bottomless eyes. “Yes.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he bent down and kissed Rachel again.

 

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