Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Rachel’s mind blanked out. Her legs were weak like jelly, and she couldn’t move at all

The car sped by and passed her by at lightning speed

Momentum from the car caused her to lose balance, she swung around and fell to the

ground

She thought the car would ignore her and continued to speed away as if she wasn’t there. There was nothing and no one around here after all, and they wouldn’t get caught even if they did hit and run.

Little did she expect, the car stopped and reversed until it stopped right before her.

She watched the car door open from her sprawled position, and a man with slim legs in black bespoke leather shoes stepped out from the car. He got out of the car and walked toward her. After reaching her, he extended the umbrella in his hand and sheltered her from the pouring rain.

“Are you okay?” David Jones asked. His voice was deep and clear to her ears.

Rachel raised her eyes and looked at him. The man standing before her had a chiseled jawline and well–defined facial features, especially the deep, dark eyes that could stare into her soul, and she found that to be extremely attractive.

pair of eyes seemed familiar. Had she

couldn’t remember where she’d

little hoarse when she answered, “I’m fine. Thank

herself together as she tried to get back on her feet. The wound and scratches on her

she felt a strong arm catch her by

embrace and was instantly enveloped by his warmth and the smell of his

the strong, muscular chest with her palms and the throbbing veins beneath the muscles even when his clothes separated them.

palms growing hot and automatically pushed David away but failed terribly. He swooped

eyes as she cried, “What are you doing? Put me down!”

for the past three years, they had only held hands. She couldn’t help feeling tremendous discomfort when a

go to the hospital right now.” David gazed down at her, his gaze open

The cool aura of him

around.” His deep, hoarse voice fell into her ears like an order, instantly stopping her urge to

wind from the air–conditioner hit her when he put her into the passenger seat, causing

off the air–conditioner as he glanced at Rachel, who appeared weak in his eyes. He took off the jacket he was wearing and wrapped it around

warmth from his body.

his eyes when he

Rachel gazed at him in

for accepting my apology and allowing me to make it up to you.” He frankly spoke with his

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